Well, if you haven't heard we had our umpteenth blizzard here in New York which dropped about 19 inches overnight. They seem to have become an almost weekly occurrence here.
I was leaving a friends performance on Wednesday night as the blizzard was in full swing. I literally just missed my bus so had some time to wait. I was on the east side in the 20's which isn't really a hoppin neighborhood and given the current conditions looked more abandoned than anything else. I was slightly cursing my snowbound fate when I got caught up in a moment of Blizzard Bliss.
I was standing om the street corner with no one in sight, the snow was swirling all around me and I watched it above me under the orange hue of the street lights. I realized that I was surrounded by snow, and quiet - which was a rather odd experience in a city of 7 or 8 million people. It lasted only a moment but it's stayed with me.
I am often awed by the power of nature. It fascinates and inspires me and reminds me that there is a higher power in this world, and that I am in this world. I like feelings like that.
A part of my Dad's spirit - is a part of mine.
9 months ago