Suspending time: Paris, October 2017

“Y-a-t-il plus belle façon de suspendre le temps?” Is there a better way to suspend time? Oh how this phrase strikes a chord within. My heart’s been missing Paris. Alisha Wielfaert was in Paris recently and referred to the city as her “soul’s home.” This is true for me. For some, time feels suspended simply by…

Love Poem for Paris

You welcome me over and over again as I return to hold your hand and lose myself upon your cobblestone streets.   Deep-seated joy arises as we land at Charles de Gaulle, and the RER carries me across your threshold.   The center of my being expands, and I fall in love again.   Along…