I know it doesn’t appear so always from the surface – but the grass truly is greener under NYC 🙂

The homeless often sit at the ends of the subway cars with their shopping carts & bags stacked high, tied down with ropes & rigging, propped up like a friend right next to them there in the corner. Most of the time they’re sleeping. As I walk the car with my hat after singing, I do my best to get through the crowd & close enough to tuck a dollar underneath the multiple ropes that tie down their belongings with the hope that when they wake up it’s still there, waiting… #payingitforwardbitbybit

Somehow busking always reminds me that we’re all, really…’just visiting’ 

To anyone thinking of busking the NYC Subway Cars & wondering how you’re gonna stay upright hands free as the trains roll left, right, take sharp turns around corners & stop short…hint, it’s all in the feet… you make teeny little fists with you’re toes & grip like there’s no tomorrow.

People record & film me all the time underground, but the highest compliment came today when these 2 guys recorded me & then played it back through their headphones, smiling & groovin’ to the recording as the train finished pulling into the station #SubwayLove

My intention when I busk is always to see all the tired, sad faces with nothing but love. No matter how angry or bitter or exhausted you appear to be, I see you with & send you love. Some days it’s harder than others to see all of you with the vibration of complete love & on those days, I jump over your angry, tired exteriors & go straight to seeing you all as children, as the pure light souls you came in with. That’s how I reach you under New York – with love <3

Towards the end of my run on a sparsely populated “R” train tonight, a little girl peeped her head over the seat as I began to sing & inch by inch, body part by body part, made her way out to the middle of the train car where she; utilizing the space, the poles & the seats, created the most focused & inspired, improv dance creation I’ve seen in a long time.

I adore these kids

Today on trains there was the cutest, most animated toddler who kept me in stitches for my entire tune with his facial expressions & uber expressive hand & body gyrations. Only thing is every time I stopped singing his face got all scrunchy & he burst into tears. I decided to just keep on strumming & humming ’till the very last second when I had to hop off @ 42nd. God help his mom after that

Bye bye to another pair of busking boots … together we’ve had the most awesome collection of adventures 🙂