Snow Silence

It’s 7AM. It’s dark. It’s quiet. The normal bustle and sounds of activity that fill the air are muffled. This is a snow storm before the plows.

White covers everything. The wind is illustrated in white. The picture changes every minute. And it is quiet.

A quiet so deep it is usually experienced in the country, not in a metropolis like New York. Snow is the one thing that seems to bring the noise to its knees.

As I sit in the dark, I enjoy these last bits of silence. My fingers on the keyboard break it and pollute it. Sounds of plows and snow blowers are creeping into the silent space. Eventually it will be no longer and the noises will creep back in.

Until I must surrender to the sound, I will return to the dark and soak in this rare silence.

Snow Silence

Rocks in my Head

Sometimes there are days when I feel like I have rocks in my head.

Shake, shake, shake.

And sitting at my desk, feels futile because the ideas are difficult to come. Every word feels forced.

Rattle, rattle, rattle.

Unfortunately, these days seem to always come when I am on deadline, when I need to feel and be ON. So I type…

Tap, tap, tap.

Each labored word that comes chips away at the internal rocks turning them into pebbles. I can maneuver around pebbles.

Rocks in my Head

Curiosity

tea bag_always learn

Yesterday this was my tea bag. And it seems apt for today’s writing. It is back to school for Baby A—who should now be called Kid A (cue the Radiohead)—after holiday break. He wasn’t happy; he isn’t a fan of school. He doesn’t think he is learning anything.

I loved school as a kid. I even played school. And even today, it is my job to learn. As I told A., if I don’t learn something new everyday then I am not doing my job. Meaning I’m not asking enough questions, talking to enough people, or reading enough. It’s important for me to be curious. Luckily, he is too, so I can sometimes play teacher again.

Curiosity is one of the things I enjoy about him and as he gets older I hope that it doesn’t wane. The challenge now is to show him that school can help him unlock and solve the questions he is asking. And whether he realizes it or not, that’s when he’s learning.

 

Curiosity