This album was inspired by my work with disabled people. My long term goal is to produce a documentary of certain clients of mine and title it the same as this Cd. Think of it...Of all the possible lives you could have had...It could apply to any of us. I have grown into a person who believes in self-determination. It wasn't always like this...I was someone who believed our lives were controlled by fate, mostly. I still believe in fate, but the greater and more important portion of our lives is self-determined, I believe.

Track 1 - No Hurry - Sit back and listen and let your troubles melt away.
Track 2 - Adelita - An old classical guitar solo written by the great Spanish guitarist, Francesco Tarrega. I recorded this some 30-35 years ago on cassette tape. It's held up pretty well!
Track 3 - Before the Storm - A nice dropped tune harp solo.
Track 4 - Italian Insouciance - It seems the Italians are the world's leaders in carrying a care-free attitude into the world. In fact, they have turned "doing nothing" into an art form. It is called "dolce far niente" - the sweetness of doing nothing.
Track 5 - Lagrima - Written by Tarrega and recorded when my late son was very small. You can hear him add his little joys into the recording. This song means "Tears."
Track 6 - Minuet in G - Another classical guitar solo recorded decades ago and written, of course, by J.S. Bach. (This song was found in the notebook that his wife kept of his compositions and is referred to as "Minuet in G" from the Notebook of Anna-Magdalena Bach.)
Track 7 - Sunday Morning in March - A harp solo recorded, of course, on a Sunday in March.
Track 8 - Study in B Minor - Written by Spanish composer Fernando Sor for the classical guitar, I recorded this song on cassette tape back in the 1980s.
Track 9 - The Heavenly Beggar - Ahhhh, there is quite a story behind this song...On Thanksgiving Day in 1984, I picked up an old man along the highway. His name was Philip Loveland and he was hitchhiking from Bakersfield, California and going to New Jersey. It was a cold November day and when he got into my car, a single tear fell down his cheek - probably from the cold weather. The night before I had a dream. In the dream was a Christ figure with a tear going down his cheek. I thought of Philip's tear coursing down his cheek. I asked him where he wanted to go and he looked at a map and told me where to take him. I drove 30 miles or so to his destination and put him up in a motel for the night. On the return trip home, I had one of the most remarkable and profound experiences of my life. In the clouds was a very dramatic image of a good shepherd - a huge, towering Christ-in-the-clouds figure with his arm outstretched in blessing. Complete with the shepherd's staff! It was formed in the cloud formations with brilliant crimson and purple colors and it lasted there the whole drive home. I have never seen such an image since that day and will never forget it.

A special thanks to my friend Patricia Shaw for the use of her painting entitled "red sails in the sunset."