Riding Home

A woman on the metro rested her head against the seat, eyes closed, a smile playing on her face. The sun slanted low on the horizon, and the shadows of buildings and trees passing by dappled her face. I wondered what she was thinking, wondered how she achieved that grace.


Peace...

Shaking Stuff Up

Today, after a meeting, rather than return to my office I sat in the student center with a cup of Earl Grey and read several scientific articles. The low hum of conversation, the light streaming through the window, the warmth of the tea all made my head buzz with new ideas.

Sometimes it helps to shake up routine, change route--surprises happen.

Namaste...