Walking from one end of Milano Malpensa to the other, the sheer size of the airport terminal is as impressive as it is daunting. My Apple Watch tells me that I’ve already met my exercise goal for the day and it’s not even 7 a.m. My internal clock tells me that I’m experiencing deja vu all over again, retracing my steps from three weeks ago when I began this sojourn. Let me tell you about this trip, it’s been a doozy. In recounting my steps, I hope to provide a glimpse of the circular nature of things and how life’s rhythms can influence our drumming. I left Los Angeles on the sunny final day of September, flying to Malpensa by way of Zurich. Arriving at night, I checked-in to the airport hotel, grabbed some pasta for dinner and some zzz’s for rest (but not for long.) I woke up at […]

December 2024 Issue