I’m not new to snow. But I am new to living where it snows right outside your doorstep, and where one is stuck with snow for around 5 months a year. And like anyone who is new to anything, like a child, I spent time watching and being mesmerized by it.
So here are a few of the many conversations that I had with this Vast Whiteness. We met just outside my door this morning and went for a walk.
“The snowflake is water solidifying into structure,” said the Whiteness as I tried to catch some flakes floating down from the heavens. “The universe is making patterns at the smallest scale. Nature creating micro-art.”
The flakes landed on my jacket, and as I brought my eyes closer to observe, the Vast Whiteness said, “Just because the snowflake is small and trivial doesn’t mean it should not deserve attention from the universe!” I nodded in agreement, still scrutinizing the flakes on my sleeve and pondering my own triviality.