The Snowglobe of Life

Janis Hunt Johnson
6 min readAug 20, 2022
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Watching the snowflakes fall.

Think of reality as a boundless sky of consciousness. Picture a snowglobe, the kind you shake to watch the snowflakes swirl. Likewise, in this world all around us are thoughts, which hover and tumble like snowflakes, flitting this way and that. They’re the thoughts of thousands upon thousands of years of human history — opinions and stories that ebb and flow with the capricious tides of wind and time. Idle gossip, TV shows, advertisements, political rhetoric, and a billion trillion other thoughts, good or bad, can drift in and out of the human mind.

You are not subject to any of these thoughts, no matter how time-honored. You can’t be possessed by any assumptions whatsoever. The only hold a thought has on you is what you give it.

You can either grab on to a snowflake (thought), or let it fall by the wayside.

“Upon this stage of existence goes on the dance of mortal mind. Mortal thoughts chase one another like snowflakes, and drift to the ground.” — Mary Baker Eddy (Science and Health, p. 250)

Earth not flat. We checked.

What’s accepted as fact fluctuates according to one’s era and culture. In various periods and locales, it’s been common knowledge that we travel on the River Styx after death, that our planet is the center of the universe, that women are chattel, that slavery is good for business, that life is merely a result of what DNA makes it. Once upon a time, everyone knew that a Cosmic Turtle carried the Earth on its back. A solar eclipse was the portent of doom. Weather conditions were the sports of the gods. Diseases and hereditary afflictions tend to come and go according to fashion and commerce.

Human beliefs and opinions spin, confound, and befuddle — they do not necessarily inform us of the Greater Truth.

When a lie is being flung at you, just watch it fly by with amusement. You don’t have to catch it and hold onto it.

Our troubles can whip up around us like snowflakes in a snowstorm, painting a dramatic picture, but after things whirl around for a while, the tempest will finally come to a stop.

Let the thoughts that are harmful, false, or no longer useful float by like the…

Janis Hunt Johnson

Author, 5 Smooth Stones: Our Power to Heal Without Medicine through the Science of Prayer. Writer/Editor since 1983. From Chicago to L.A., now in Pacific NW.