|The Princess and the Dove|
Edmund Dulac, 1922
To all of my family, friends and colleagues near and far, thank you for enriching my life. I wish you all light, love and a very joyous holiday.
I offer you a story for the season; may it guide our paths in the coming year.
The Weight of a Snowflake
"Tell me the weight of a snowflake." A mouse asked a wild dove.
"Nothing more than nothing," the dove answered.
"In that case I must tell you a marvelous story," the mouse said. "I sat on the branch of a fir, close to its trunk, when it began to snow, not heavily, not a raging blizzard, no just like in a dream without any violence. Since I had time, I counted the snowflakes setting on the twigs and needles of my branch. Their number was exactly 3,741,952, when the next snowflake dropped onto the branch- "nothing more than nothing" as you say-the branch broke off."
Having said that the mouse went away.
The dove, thought about the meaning of the story for a while and finally said to herself, "Perhaps there is only one person's voice lacking for peace to come about in this world."
Karen Chace 2013 ©
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