Colors of joy

Nature loves to show it’s colors.

 The deep dark green of aspen trees. The multi facets of desert colors splashed on huge granites. The frigid icy cobalt ocean blue to the emerald shores of the warm Caribbean seas. The blindingly bright whiteness of a newly fallen snow to the deep midnight darkness of the night sky speckled with sparkling diamonds of stars. 

Colors everywhere. Proud, unabashed and beautiful. Colors of joy.

As humans we have our own colors for show. 

 Our moments of love and joy to display to the world. The yellow amber color of sunshine a smile can bring. The blush of pink in the silliness of laughter. The royal blue of unshakable faith as well as the deep dark cherry red of passion in a kiss. 

Every action, every emotion, every move on our part presents our colors. Shades and hues of who we are. 

Show off who you are.

 And spend some time to look around at the colors of every person you see. To notice their own beauty.

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.... People think pleasing God is all God care about.  But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.  ~Alice Walker,The Color Purple, 1982

Paradise Found

Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it.  ~Buddha

I just have gotten off a cruise ship two hours ago after sailing around the Caribbean for ten days. Ten glorious days. Ten days that literally changed the direction of my own sails. 

It’s been a difficult year for me. A year of complicated grief. Grief is difficult under any circumstances however mine was complicated. I’m not going to say that I handled the last few months poorly because I know I did the best I can. Grief will weigh you down. And it gets heavier and heavier. And I held on to it until one day I simply broke into what felt like a million pieces. 

Friends and family stood by me trying to put me back together just like all the kings horses and all the kings men tried to do for Humpty Dumpty. It didn’t take long to figure out that only Mary can put Mary back together again. 

So I took off on a cruise ship to the islands. Bobbing along on the ocean with no distractions, no decisions, nothing but me and lots of time. And slowly the pieces of me came back together. The smile came back. The spark in my eyes came back. The joy in my soul came back. The love in my heart came back. 

I’ve learned that I was lost. Very lost. I had to take the time to stop and find the answers myself. To find my own paradise. And that I did. 

Paradise found!






This post inspired by Shell at Things I Can't Say... stop by her place to visit!