A Dusting of Possibilities
A major snowstorm was predicted – again. And again it didn’t
happen. What we awoke to was a dusting of snow, barely enough to cover the
sidewalks, cars, lawns, and trees with a trace of white. The sky was gray
with clouds early on but as the morning progressed, the sky lightened. It seemed
the storm had moved on, to the north and east, and the temperature will be too
warm today for the snow to remain.
In a way I was disappointed; I like snow, even if I have to
shovel it. The “dusting” wasn’t wasted on me, though; it was a meditative way
to start the day. It hinted at possibilities. In the immediate case, it was the
physical indication of what could have been, had the snowstorm occurred. But it
seemed to be deeper than that, almost a reminder of the potential in all
things. We often assume the “dusting” of an idea is all there is when, like
weather reporting, that is really only the suggestion of something, a
probability. Great discoveries start with a dusting of possibility.
It was a grand way to begin the day - a pristine moment of
beauty and a subtle message to be the idea we are meant to be.
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