December 21st, 2009



I love snow. Getting a snowstorm, for me, always feels like getting a present. In Saturday's storm, Philadelphia got 23 inches, according to the report I saw this morning.

The concert was marvelous (and pre-snow). I think there was an extra measure of enthusiasm and joy in it this time; it all felt unusually seamless, effortless. It felt like being in the best church ever. I was startled at the end when people clapped. A friend in the audience said she sensed some of what I felt about the performance, as well. Sometimes, music can be magic.

Woke up at 4:30 am this morning. Alas, my flight is tomorrow.

Here's hoping I wake up at 4:30 am when I need to.

I'm back from my travels with the new year. If I don't get a chance to post while I'm gone, have a happy and safe holiday!