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Touch the Fire

Touch the Fire

We are born in the sacred flames, charred and purified, condemned and resurrected. In the moment of our birth, we are given the gift of our death, something to fear, something to cherish. All love-making in between is burdened and exalted by...

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Silenced by Beauty

Silenced by Beauty

MONTAUBAN-SUR-L’OUVÈZE, France – Today, I am surrounded by beauty but at a loss for words. It happens to me sometimes. There are moments when the words refuse to come. Perhaps they are waiting for something. In their place I send you some photos that say...

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To Love and to Dance

To Love and to Dance

MONTAUBAN-SUR-L’OUVÈZE, France – Last night there was a milonga in the French countryside. People came from all over, chasing the elusive thing. Dancing tango around the world, I feel that I am part of an underground sect. We have our secret gathering...

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The Brave Life

The Brave Life

MONTAUBAN-SUR-L’OUVÈZE, France – Today we went to the source of the Ouvèze river. Eventually, the Ouvèze feeds the Rhône near Avignon, but up here in Haut Provence, just before the Alps take over, it is a trickle dressed only in moss-covered rocks. When you slip into...

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Madrid by Mavi

Madrid by Mavi

[Note: This piece was originally published in July 2010. As I am on tour now and visiting many of the same venues that I discovered for the first time with Mavi, it seemed like a good time to revisit this piece. And anyway, it's always a good time to...

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The Embrace is the World

The Embrace is the World

[Note: This piece was originally published in July 2010. As I am on tour now and visiting many of the same venues that I discovered for the first time with Mavi, it seemed like a good time to revisit this piece. And anyway, it's always a good time to...

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Master and Servant

Master and Servant

ZARAGOZA, Spain – If you listen carefully enough, other people will tell you everything you need to know. I’m an artist with a need to express and I have my Sunday soapbox… but I’d much rather listen to someone else telling a good story or saying something...

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Paris, the Feast

Paris, the Feast

BUDAPEST, Hungary – Last night, after our concert at the Budapest Music Center, a man came up to María and said, “You are a master of your craft and a servant of your art.” Truer words were never spoken: the master, despite all appearances, is indeed the...

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The Man I Was to Become

The Man I Was to Become

PARIS, France – Hemingway called Paris “the moveable feast” and I can see from where he got the idea. It seems there is nothing the French like more than cooking up some gourmet meal and then lugging it down to the Seine, out to the Atlantic...

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The Man I Was to Become

Poems That Move You

It was a long time in coming, but finally I met the man I was to become. Along the way – and first – some other people pointed me in the right direction. As you move through life, you cross paths with countless others. A few resonate with you in deep ways. It is, I...

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