Six inches of snow fell in the city Friday, dangerously frozen in place until tomorrow when the temperature climbs into the 40's and rain washes it away. Friends in Florida often ask me to move there - not a chance as there as something magical about the winter that always embraces my energies. I can't say winter is my favorite season, for as most people would agree, the spring and autumn are the most inspiring, but winter somehow connects me more easily with the changing inserts of reality and their purpose. It's like the cycles of consciousness frozen in time reminding me about the nature of the hologram in its many facets. Until the next time ...
