Paper Snowflakes

Ever since I can remember, my most favorite place to be was sitting by a window, looking out upon creation.

Don’t get me wrong, I love to wander around… but maybe it’s because I was sick as a boy… maybe it’s because in the winter it is warm, and in the summer it is shady and cool… and there is music… whatever.


When I was married, my ex (ex-“wife”, of course, God bless her) would put things in the window… plants, crystals, glass boats & ornaments, paper snowflakes.

Now these things were pretty cool in their way – I mean how can you not like paper snowflakes made by your own kids… but I could never seem to get over one (to me, really simple) thing… they blocked my view.

Now I’m OK with us humans doing things, making things, and all that. Why, I could even go so far as to be a bit proud of some of the things I’ve been able to ‘create’… but nothing I have ever done can come close to a pebble, or a blade of grass, or a thunderstorm… nothing…

well, except maybe for any act of loving… Loving, I think, is one of those next steps in our climb toward heaven – or in our evolution if you wish. When we love we become the next step – one which all of creation around us points to… a step into a different dimension.

But, back to my original point…

What each of us is searching for, the answer, the serenity, the Love, is always and ever before us — right there in front of us… but we keep hanging our paper snowflakes in the windows of our souls.

Why do you think it feels so good to get naked?
Is it because we shed all the things that are in the way — literally?
A direct connection… nothing in between.

…And yet, here we are – via a screen…
~~~Warning~~~Warning~~~Mobius Loop Condition~~~Warning~~~ 🙂



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16 Responses to Paper Snowflakes

  1. You know, when we finally move up into the mountains someday we’re going to have to reconcile this seeming dichotomy of resisting all things modern and yet writing on a public stage. You know. 🙂


  2. Upon my second reading of this, I actually comprehended the last part of your post and cracked up laughing. Perfect.

    And I needed a laugh. 🙂


  3. Woah… I just got it!!

    The imitations of the pure/natural/divined have become a replacement of them…

    Without us even noticing…

    Heavy, powerful… Beautiful


  4. eM says:

    Beautifully stated, and gently self reflected. You truly bend my brain and sway my spirit, ST.
    I wonder sometimes if those snowflakes give me the time to just be where I am now without the desire, the work really, to look further. What I mean is, sometimes I’m okay with being stuck in the beauty that’s simple, nearby, and stagnant. I know the snowflakes are there, but they bring me a rest from all that is beyond.
    Maybe that’s why they’re only up for a short season.
    Always good reading,


    • Thanks eM! It’s sorta fun bending & swaying…
      I think that putting them up for a short season is certainly OK… for a rest… but I wonder… isn’t that what daydreaming is for?
      …just a thought 🙂


  5. Ahh… These kitchy things we grow so needlessly attached to.

    Time to clean house.


  6. the_lunatic says:

    Yet another one of your posts that will stay in thoughts. I do need to work on moving these paper snowflakes … what are they blocking?


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