Listening to Snowflakes

When the final landscape dissolves into nothingness then a blank canvas emerges that allows for unprecendented re-creation. We'll have a chance to utterly redo everything.

How would you react to this? How eagerly do await such a scenario? How willing are you to becoming active in the instigation and movement of this consciousness?

How will it affect your relationships? Will any relationships remained unchanged? And what about our relationship to ourselves?

When everything becomes different is there anything that remains the same? Is that even possible? Is there a continuity we can hold onto? Or can trust anchor our boat?

Have you ever listened to snowflakes? Surely, you have watched them. Most probably, you have played with them and built things like snowmen with snow. Perhaps you have slipped and fallen on your ass because of them. But have you ever completely stopped all movement and thoughts and just listened to snowflakes as they fall silently to the ground? Have you ever felt the joy each and every single snowflake is embued with? Have you ever felt the softness of snowflakes? Have you ever felt the warmth of snowflakes? Have you ever blocked out all sounds and truly listened to snowflakes falling down upon your landscape? It is one of the softest sounds you'll ever hear.

Listen. Listen with an open heart, a quiet mind, and a willingness to surrender. Listen to the snowflakes. They will tell you a secret.

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