Rounding the corner, my rush to catch the train was halted by the flamenco notes drifting in the air. Arresting, alluring, they flirted with my sensibilities and encouraged me to linger. The creator's appearance belied what the tune suggested I might find. His hands, marked with the lines of memories from many lives lived, found their youth with the task of creating such beauty, his twinkling eyes a reminder that a lively soul held residency in this aging shell. Not much slows me in my maddening commute. Music... It holds the magical ability to freeze time for both the creator and consumer
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Erin Michelle Threlfall Artist, Activist, and Educator, Erin is the mother of a budding genius in his 13th year of study. Erin and her little man, Edem, have a plan to investigate world Theater and influence education one continent at a time. Ghana, South Korea, Togo, Bali, and US have been checked off the list of places to live; these days they call Switzerland home. Archives
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