How do you make any sense of history, art or literature without knowing the stories and iconography of your own culture and all the world’s main religions?
Music can be healing, and with my history and my knowledge of both sides of what looks like a gigantic divide in the world, I feel I can point a way forward to our common humanity again.
I am what time, circumstance, history, have made of me, certainly, but I am also, much more than that. So are we all.
I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief… For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.