There have been many times in my life where I thought things didn't matter.  That there was no rhyme or reason.  That was until came across this silly bit of trivia: Snowflakes have six points.  Yeah, they do.  Really, I'm not making that up.  Every snow flake that falls from the sky has a shape with six points.  Not the same shape, but variations of hexagonal shapes with six points. 

Why? Don't really know, but it's an odd thing to be true 100 percent of the time don't you think.

Oh, you mean why am I sharing?  Well its my mantra. Stop snickering a grown man that's secure in himself can have a mantra without being in rehab, thanks.

Snowflakes have six points.  You see its all I need to know.  Its my own personal proof of the existance of God. Keeps me grounded, helps me "Keep on Pushin'" (like Bun B).  Why would they ALWAYS six points?  Cause God made it that way.  So same answer when I lost out on my promotion, when I tore up my knee and ended my football career, and when my dad died.

Don't get me wrong I'm no preacher (ask me about cursing, gay marriage, or The DaVinci Code), but I know power when I see it, and I take solice in it. 

So for those out there who count to ten, or even chant "woo-saa" (ala Bad Boys II) maybe you can add this one to your meditation: Snowflakes Have Six Points.