Reflections

Reflections. As this picture suggests, sometimes memories distort and sometimes they enhance.

Look how much bluer the sky is reflected in the water. How much richer the green is. 

Yesterday I went to the Aspen Chapel to hear a Bach Concerto that has been performed annually for over 20 years. Not only was it beautiful, it was an opportunity for reflection. 

For me, religion and spirituality are as intertwined as they can be disparate. Yet (hopefully) both are designed to help you reflect. 

And while I'm "reflecting," I'll share a song by the first group I ever saw in concert: Diana Ross and the Supremes. I was 5 years old. Ohio State Fair.