I may not have been a blizzard, but my God there is a lot of snow.. And even the lack of the ‘term’ blizzard being given to a storm does not take severity away–especially those special moments, around midnight, when you are trying to shovel to prepare for the next today. And while you shovel, the wind whips your face with new fallen snow and the drifting begins on the paths you tried to clear.. Yes, that is really what winter is all about. It makes me chuckle to see the Sochi Olympics are experiencing record warmth this year. They should have picked somewhere in the Northeast and they would have been fine..
The snow is ending just in time for millions of spectators in life to celebrate commercialism at its best: Valentine’s Day. No modern holiday comes without its share of mystery and occult, though. Including this lover’s day.. It all goes back to love and fertility, and sacrifices to the gods.. There is a good wrap up of what the ancient meaning of the holiday is.. As for now? It’s to buy as many awful gifts for your loved one as you can at extremely high prices..
How about this: Express true love with honesty, goodness, and reality. Be real. Be you. Get a gift on days that don’t require it…
And that’s my speech.
