as i was staring out the window, nostalgically admiring the beautifully random twirls of the blizzard outside, the relentless, inevitable falls of millions of snowflakes, some dancing toward me through beams of light and streaks of shadows, dissipating as they touched the glass i had my forehead pressed unto, i thought about whether i would so fully and wholly appreciate this moment as i was if it weren't for the music in my ears - the fantastic, emotional but delicate background tunes accompanying the credits of the equally wonderful movie i had just watched [About Time]
as i stood there, tethered via my headphones to the laptop on the couch behind me, it occurred to me that - maybe- that is why God has put film makers, musicians, ... artists onto this world. they are story tellers and they connect people and people to life with their craft ... especially, if the stories they tell are about the human experience on this planet. theses stories or these notes can carry us through difficulties when we are lost .. showing us a light and sign that we are not alone in our suffering.
perhaps, we are meant to share our grief, our accounts of struggle and desperation, and ultimately our acquired wisdom - to guide each other and to see the world in solidarity, acceptance, and shared awe about its beauty. the arts in all its languages can be a powerful tool to build that bridge.
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