Snowed under

 The cold winter has been biting hard this week. It is amazing for me when it snows during the night and totally transforms the landscape outside your window. Like someone put a coat of white paint over everything.

  It looks very beautiful but I have been thinking lately about how peoples actions can seem to lay as heavily as the snow.

Why does the person that does an unkind act such as deliberate racist or prejudice action effect the mind more than the person who then does something really kind, like offer you their seat on the bus. If I encounter many good people why is it easier for the mind to ruminate about the unkind people, usually rolling like a snowball gathering as many bad thoughts as it goes?

  I recently read something that said the secret to happiness is choosing to be happy, no matter what...It seems sometimes this is an easy thing to practice but the majority of the time it is most challenging for the mind to get around.
It seems a little unfair to use bad similes about the poor snow, it really does look beautiful and I really enjoyed spending an afternoon walking around the city with the snow falling all over me....WOW i'm Zen I think? :-)