As long as I can remember, I have been intrigued with colors. My dad was a painter — houses, not canvas! — and he was old school, mixing the colors of paints and stains. He taught me to do that, too, maybe because I was always trying to play in the little cans of linseed-oil based tints. He explained basic color theory to me, made me learn it, and showed me how any color could be made from the primaries red, yellow, and blue. He showed me, although we sure couldn’t paint walls with it, how to make blacks that could complement other colors based on percents of the primary colors used. I still appreciate various colors in almost any expression where it is used thoughtfully in reference to basic principles.
But then, I learned about light, the rainbow, and the electromagnetic spectrum — and how it was related to solid colors. Blew my mind when I was rather young. Why did pigments mix to form black, but light mixed to form white? What? Black and white. Of course, I understand now, I think!
What I love now is that I know these vibrational energies of the light spectrum represent just what we can see. And all objects appear the color they are because of their ability to absorb the visible light spectrum. But everything is vibrating with energy, the energies of the electromagnetic spectrum beyond our vision.
How that plays into our mental vision and emotional states, I don’t know. Experientially, though, I know this: when the world appears gray, dull, and drab in the throes of depression or rejection or any of a hundred negative emotions, I can tune into those energies by using the prism of my heart and my soul. I can refocus all of those energies that I am receiving and change the perception of my environment’s color in my mind.
Beyond this, though, is the perception that we have of one another. The next time that we catch ourselves zoning out when with someone, just not interested because we think that they are not interesting, that they are gray, well maybe we should let the light of their spirits pass through our heart’s prism and see the glorious colors that make up that “gray” person.
In color, grays occur when two different hues neutralize one another; the color is all there but needs to be separated out. We can do that, and we can be reinvigorated with the beauty of life around us. We can see so many more possibilities. We can be as excited as those electrons that are vibrating to emit color wavelengths, which we can detect with our human visual apparatus. Our spiritual, mind’s eye apparatus can detect far more than our physical eyes.
In my novel, The Fellowship of the Heart, I use the phenomenon of rainbows rather prominently. In fact, an ancient Celtic tribe in it is know by the name of Gwarak an Glaw, the tribe of the Rainbow. It’s no wonder since I have been so fascinated with color throughout my life. It’s also no wonder that I communicate the value of coming to know the variegated colors of Self so that we can filter the souls of others and our environment to see the beauty all around us.
If this happened much more, I know that we would see much less ugliness, many less nondescript souls who are ignored, hurt, and grown resentful. These energies surround us, interact with us, affect us. We need to awaken to them.
Which brings me to a song that speaks deeply to my heart. Music holds great power, along with things like sight (of colors) and smells. The mix of senses, a simple definition of synesthesia, can really amplify the ideas about which I write, which is why I love the song “Colors of the Wind.” Just a few lines and comments:
“But I know every rock and tree and creature / Has a life, has a spirit, has a name…/ Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? / Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?”
These words communicate the sense that the great vibrational energies of the Universe operate in everything, that they can be discerned (as Vincent seemed to be able to do). And beyond that, mountains that sing — not just “purple mountains” — and the wind that paints. Oh, those can only be experienced and known by those who have come to be finely tuned to their own hearts and can use their spirit as a prism to refract the light of creation and life and bask in that magnificence. And then express it.
The good news is anyone, everyone can do this, and it’s not hard. It’s simply desire. Do you want to know self? Do you want to see the beauty of all creation? Do you want to be in harmonic vibration with this grand scheme?
Do it. Speak to your heart, open your mind and soul, and look for the rainbow. Open the heart’s eyes and see all the colors in what may be a gray, drab world to you. Life is not black and white. The mountains sing, the wind paints, and our souls see.
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Questions to consider:
How many times have you asked yourself or simply thought about the following questions?
Who am I, really?
What is my truth?
How do my actions reveal what I really feel and believe?
What would I do with my life if I could do anything?
What is my passion?
Why am I here?
How can I discover answers to any of these questions?
If you have considered any of these questions, I hope that my experiences and writing will give you some guidance. Please read my blog and comment and share your thoughts. I would love to hear from you!