Looking at Snowflakes

It is winter and we have snow. We will get more snow. I used to think of snow as singular. Logically I know that it is plural. Snow is made of a multitude of individual and unique water crystals. I know that a snowflake by itself is a beautiful creation. Yet when accumulating as a group it loses the individual beauty. Many people relish snow. They enjoy skiing and making snow sculptures. Some take advantage of the cold to skate on frozen lakes and ponds. Others look forward to ice fishing. The one thing I enjoy about a good heavy snow is the silence. Snow muffles the noise of this modern society. When I wake up and there is silence, I know we are covered in a deep layer of snow. That muted world appears calmer, slower, more introspective. In my mind we are snowflakes. We are unique or at least with enough variation to consider ourselves as such, yet we are all the same in essence. Whether you think of yourself as male or female or something entirely outside those parameters, regardless of your race, color, creed, or nationality, we all hurt. Tears are clear despite our outer appearance. And like snow when we come together we are a force to be reckoned with. A singular force. A single snowflake. Bound with others that can quiet the sounds of derision, bigotry, division, racism, hatred, violence. Snow just is. By its presence it blankets and cleanses. Let’s be snowflakes. Let’s come together and be snow.

46 thoughts on “Looking at Snowflakes

  1. “Let’s be snowflakes”…i cant help but smile and nod and smile again…yes, Val let’s be snowflakes. This will be part of my 2021 mantra…😊😊😊

    P. S

    I live in a tropical country so i havent seen real snowflakes..and maybe that’s how my fascination for winter was born..not having it makes you wanna have it..lol

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    1. I’m tickled that you like this one! As for snow – it is cold and can be deadly as well as beautiful. Snow in enough quantity can and does make up avalanches that are very dangerous and can change the landscape… I can’t say I’d want snow if I was in a tropical climate… but the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence!

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  2. Yes. Snow renews after the terrible turmoil of growing, leafing, flowering, mating, fruit making, tired fall. Snow is the great blanket of restoration. I love it as much as my dog does and, like you, I love its special silence. We’re in a drought that probably won’t break this year, but that’s part of everything too, I guess. This is a beautiful post. ❀

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    1. I’m thrilled that this post is one you enjoyed. There is a rhythm to the seasons that seems right. I visited many places in the US and those without a proper winter did not call to me. If there was no winter, I doubt I would rejoice as vigorously with the advent of Spring!

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  3. Down Under being called a snowflake is an insult. β€œSnowflake is a 2010s derogatory slang term for a person, implying that they have an inflated sense of uniqueness, an unwarranted sense of entitlement, or are overly-emotional, easily offended, and unable to deal with opposing opinions.” The Duke and Duchess of Sussex are examples of Snowflakes. I much prefer your nterpretation, Muri πŸ™‚

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  4. Love your post. It has a calming effect after what we’ve seen the past week. It also spurs memories of snow.
    Ahhh. Let it snow let it snow let it snow. Oh the weather outside is frightful. It was December 12th 1977 and we moved from our old home near the campus village to a 4 bedroom 2 story with a full basement, double front doors and 3 1/2 acres. It was more than I wanted but the 3 kids and my wife were excited. In two months we had the worst blizzard ever seen in Indiana. Snowed in for about 10 days. A few months later our heating oil almost tripled in price and I was really regretting the gas guzzling silver Cadillac. But the country was nice and we survived and found joy in our surroundings. We got a snowmobile. That summer, with help, I built a go-cart and put up a basketball goal with a backboard. It seemed the house was jinxed and we sold it 3 yrs later and went to a neighborhood with about an acre that backed up to the HS football field and track plus baseball. It was only 10 minutes from my office and things seemed to come together. The kids blossomed and life became calm again. Then the storm happened. This time inside the home. Things change. Oop la di oop la da, life goes on…

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    1. Into each life some rain must fall… but we learn to swim in the ensuing flood. In 1977 I was in school at Purdue and I wanted to come home for my birthday. But the snow had started falling the night before and by the time my alarm went off the entire campus was buried. It was 2 weeks later that I was able to come home to Muncie. I was given a ride by a fellow student who had family in Elwood. I think he wanted some company on the ride as it was a little harrowing. His car didn’t have heat and the snow ruts were so deep that the snow in the center scraped the underside of the car. We made it safely, albeit frozen by the time we arrived. Then my sophomore year was a repeat! A nice little trip down memory lane to take my mind off the chaos in DC. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. goo goo g’joob…

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  5. absolutely exquisite … your post and your idea!

    I’ve only seen snow a few times and suffered bitter winters in the Himalayas … mainly due to power going off for 9 days and not having the right gear! So I tend to use the image of drops of water making an almighty roaring waterfall.

    Your imagery is much more gentle and inviting … as I’m already a flake I’d like to be a snowflake with you πŸ™‚

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  6. That’s a good analogy! I’ve often wondered why it is so hard for us to understand that we really are all in this together. Yes, we are each a unique individual (and that’s a good thing), but when some of us hurt, we all hurt. Which is why we need to stop hurting each other…..

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    1. To stop hurting others is easier said than done… It only takes one selfish person to do one selfish thing and the ripples spread far and wide. I’m praying for calm and order (and a full show of law enforcement to ensure a violence free inauguration and transition).

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  7. How do you write one masterpiece after another, all the time? I love this so much. Felt like I had stopped breathing while I read it, because after I finished reading, a huge sigh escaped from the depths of my chest.
    Thank you Val.

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    1. You say the nicest things and I get all choked up and then embarrassed because now I’m all weepy. I am so happy that you were moved by this little prose poem. I don’t write masterpieces – I just write what my heart says to put down…

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    1. She had been asking me for this compilation for several years. 2019 was supposed to be the year but disaster prevented me from completing it. The pandemic lockdown gave me the time to really make a push until another catastrophe occurred. I gritted my teeth and made it happen. She was very pleased with the gift… Since she is a political junkie it was just the ticket.

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  8. Beautiful post, Valerie! I especially love the ending, “Let’s be snowflakes. Let’s come together and be snow.” If more people thought like that, this world would be a much better place. Thank you so much for posting. This will give a lot of people hope! ❀

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