My Son, the Songwriter

Ethan has written his first song. What a talented young fellow he is! So I thought I would share it with you, translated, of course, from Babyese. You all know the music, it's the tune "Take Me Out to the Ballgame," so, sing along!

Take me over to Mom's chest,
I am hungry for milk.
I don't want peanuts or Cracker Jack,
Take me now or I'll act out of whack!
Let me nurse, nurse, nurse on the left breast
That's the one with the cream,
For it's one, two, breasts full of milk
And they're both for me!

I'm sure I don't have to tell you what is the Music in my head.

Where's Robert? (Meet Pema Songye)

I didn't really intend to take time off, it just sorta happened.

A lot has happened in the last few months. Since I'm writing this in a insomnia haze, I'll just mention one event.

During the first weekend of this month I did a workshop at the Omega Institute with Tulku Thondup Rinpoche on healing and the mind. At the end of the workshop, at my request, Tulku performed for me the refuge ceremony, meaning that I am now "officially" a Nyingma Tibetan Buddhist. I was given the Buddhist name "Pema Songye," which means "Lotus Buddha."

I've been wanting to do this ceremony for a long time, and I'm grateful to Rinpoche for taking the time to do it.

And, no, I'm not going by "Pema" now; I'm still Robert, occasional insomniac.

Music in my head: Deja Vu, Diana Ross