Hello!

My name is Electra.  I’m an electron.  Currently, I’m serving as a part of a group.  Not all of us in our group are just like me, an electron.  We’ve got some who are pros and some who are new.  Altogether, I think you folks call us “hydrogen”.

I’m so excited about what this monring brings to me in the way of experience, I can hardly sit still.  We joined up with another Hydrogen and an Oxygen group  to become a water molecule.  A bunch of us floated to earth this morning as a snowflake.  That’s why I gotta’ sit still.  if one of us moves, we mess up our pattern.  My place is right here between this hydrogen and this oxygen.  In sharing me, we create the bond that keeps us together.  It’s so cold, all we want to do is hold onto each other as tight as possible, anyway.   We find each other very attractive.

Ohhhh, hear comes the sunrise!  I’m getting all excited!!!!!!  Boy, do I get a charge out of this!  Wheeeee, now I’ve been traded with another molecule.  Our dancing in the Light has begun.  All the molecules are trading us around like partners in a square dance.  Passing us around like a bunch of hot potatoes.  Instead of being rigid, we’re flowing.  Our dance is liquid grace.

Sure is getting hot.  The hotter it gets, the harder it is for us to keep our magnetic bonds.  You know how it is.  Cuddling on a cold wintry night is one thing.  It just gets uncomfortable and unattractive the hotter it gets.  I’ve seen some places in the Universe where it gets too hot to even keep electrons around. 

Uh oh.  There goes another water molecule.  Couldn’t keep it together any longer.  Back to the atmosphere from whence they came.  Probably felt they were about to burn up if they didn’t get some space.  There, they will float on the currents, making new bonds and new friendships.  Experiencing much more in our cooperative adventures, then any one of us could on our own.

I have enjoyed the privilege of serving as a snowflake to grace the beauty of this wintry morning.  Alas, it is time for me to go, too.  If I catch a lift on this breeze, I may be able to come down again tonight somewhere.  Maybe I’ll even comeback this Spring.  Then I can melt again and this time join other flows.  I haven’t been a river or an ocean yet.  Who knows, maybe some day I’ll get the chance to flow through you.   

Bye now!