A Brief Journal Entry: Jack Frost Writes About a Snowflake

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021922 A Saturday

0733 A cold, grey Saturday in February. It felt like a Jack Frost kind of day. I feel very peaceful this morning. Letting go of expectations helps greatly. Relaxing. Letting it go. Just… being.

The mystery of life unfolds all around me. I am a snowflake in the wind — having…