I believe I have already suggested that colour is the most obvious bridge between emotion and perception, that is, between subjective experience of the psyche and quality objective in nature. Both light up only between the extremes of light and darkness, and in their reciprocal interplay. Thus, outward the rainbow–or, if you prefer it, the spectrum–is the bridge between dark and light, but inwardly the rainbow is, what the soul itself is, the bridge between body and spirit, between earth and heaven.
~ Owen Barfield
When I set a glass prism on a windowsill and allow the sun to flood through it, a spectrum of colors dances on the floor. What we call “white” is a rainbow of colored rays packed into a small space. The prism sets them free. Love is the white light of emotion.
~ Diane Ackerman
If you have ever followed a rainbow to its end, it leads you to the ground on which you are standing.
~ Alan Cohen
Rainbows have been given a lot of meaning and symbolism in various cultures and religions. I was hoping Ted Andrews would have a little something about them in one of the two books I have (Animal Speak and Nature Speak), but there was nothing. Many people see them as a sign of hope or grace, a calm after the storm, and rainbows are said to invoke a feeling of peace or awe within the observer. (It should be noted, too, that even if we stood next to each other to view the same rainbow, we would see different rainbows because the angle of light, the angle of the crystals in the light, and our view would all be slightly different.) Because they are comprised of different colors — all seemingly individual and yet working together — they are often seen as a sign of inclusiveness, a demonstration of the beauty of diversity.
Some see rainbows as a sign of good luck in money and monetary matters (in the form of the leprechaun with his pot of gold). Rainbows are symbolic of transitions (the Rainbow Bridge might come to mind), representing a change from one phase of life to another. According to some, rainbows challenge us to become better versions of ourselves, to embrace our potential, to seek wisdom from higher sources, to transcend the mundane.
I have always thought of rainbows as one of Mother Nature’s magic tricks. I know the scientific reasons but that doesn’t mean there still isn’t a touch of magic to be found in a rainbow.
I’d like to tell you that today is better than yesterday. Maybe it is in some respects. In other respects, about the same. Crankiness tinged with a touch of sadness. It’s interesting to me, when I look at my emotions with curiosity rather than getting wrapped up in them, how the feelings are ebbing and flowing, ebbing and flowing. It is almost like sitting on the dock and watching the tide come in and go out. Some days it comes in slow and gentle, an almost leisurely flow. Other days it’s wavy and restless, or rushing so fast it’s hard to follow the current. I love being able to catch the slack tide, when it’s neither ebbing nor flowing, but in-between the turn from one tide to another. The stillness is akin to acceptance, of sitting with Now and What Is. No judgments, no thoughts, no what-ifs, no maybe-in-the-futures. In the scheme or cycle of all the emotions that are ebbing and flowing, there are slack tides. I am grateful for them.
M took a trip south today, to the hardware store. The Evil Empire store is down that way, too, so he stopped to see if they had toilet paper. We’d heard that the hardware stores usually have it, including the big box variety of hardware stores, and that the Evil Empire was usually well stocked. Alas, rumors of toilet paper to be found at those places are greatly exaggerated. There was none. But he did come home with fresh seafood. That’s one of the benefits of living near the sea. Lunch today was braised scallops with salad and a side of black bean and potato hash (made with white and sweet potatoes). We are eating well, that’s for sure.
How are you? The 40-day self-care challenge has ended so there will be no more counting, but I will keep on keepin’ on because it helps to exercise, to do my yoga and meditation practices, to get outside and see what’s happening in the world beyond the walls of the house. I’m thinking about taking a bicycle ride tomorrow. It will be good to pedal around for a while, maybe go out to the Point (which is open during the day) and walk on the beach there. It’s not the same as visiting the ocean, but it’s almost as good.
If you feel so inclined, let me know in the comments what you’re doing to take care of yourself and/or others during these strange times. Are you doing anything differently? Or sticking with the tried and true?
Thank you so much for dropping by and visiting with me today. After a morning of unexpected rain, it has cleared into a gorgeous day with brilliant blue skies and puffy white clouds racing by. It’s breezy, but not as windy as it was yesterday. If the clouds stick around, sunset should be quite interesting. Sunset is scheduled for 7:54 PM. Let’s meet out at the dock. It’s a little cooler today so a light jacket or sweatshirt ought to do. Boots/wellies are a good idea, too. We got a lot of rain yesterday and there are plenty of puddles to stomp in, should you feel like stomping and dancing and splashing.
The prompt for this post is from Susannah Conway’s May Moments 2020. I didn’t make it through all of the April Love prompts and I’m not making any promises in regards to making it through all of the May Moments. I’ll just see where it goes, and do it as I feel inspired to do so. You can find the prompts on her Instagram account.
Please be safe, be well, and be kind. ♥♥♥
A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy: 1,396) Photos of the boys (Wookie and Peanut) out on a hike today. Their mum took them to one of the local parks that I recognized instantly from all the times M and I used to hike there. The boys looked quite happy. Wookie is beginning to lose that toddler look, and appeared to be looking after his younger brother in one of the images. 1,397) A visit with the Ancient One in the woods. It’s nice to just sit with the old cedar for a little while, and wonder what stories she could tell. 1,398) Scallops for lunch. Yum. 1,399) Hearing Bobwhite whistle and call. I’m glad he’s back. 1,400) Fierce clouds at sunset last night. I’ll show you what I mean: