Rich and Vivid Life

Preparing for bed a couple of nights ago.  Expressing gratitude for being able to experience life with an integrated connection to the unseen. Wondering how to articulate to another what it feels like to live this way.  Immediately shown an analogy.  Imagining a person seeing the entire world without colour.  Solely in shades of black and white. Certainly functional, but fairly dull.  Then flipping a switch.  Allowing all the colours of the rainbow to be observed and factored in.  Adding a huge measure of intensity to all perceptions.  Bringing increased vibrancy to daily life.  If that individual were then to incorporate the additional layer of gaining information through intuition and spirit connection, he would experience yet another magnificent shift.  Just as dramatic as the first.  Resulting in an even richer and more vivid life. 

Day of the Dead

An intriguing festival.  Day of the Dead.  Countries around the world celebrating memories of their deceased family and friends today. National holiday for some.  Creating altars with offerings of food and symbolic tokens for departed spirits.  Visiting relatives' graves, candles and flowers in hand.  Reciting funny stories, dancing, and eating sugar skulls.   Slight variations on the same theme depending on where it is being celebrated.   However, the overriding sentiment the same. Predominantly festive atmosphere full of colour and life.  In stark contrast to the prevailing attitude to death here in this part of the world. Primarily one of fear and separation.  Imagining immersion in a culture joyfully celebrating this day.  With such a healthy perspective. Receiving such pleasure just thinking about it.

Colourful Contemplation

Today being Tuesday, blue comes to mind.  The colour that is.  Days of the week evoking colour personalities since childhood.  Wednesday dark brown.  Thursday purple.  Friday red.  Saturday medium brown. Sunday white.  Monday beige.  When thinking about a particular day, the corresponding tint popping into my head.  Later in life, complete experiences occurring entirely in just one colour.  Recently discovering a name for all this.  A form of synesthesia.  Noting the absence of some of the more vibrant options.   No pink, lime, orange, turquoise, or yellow days.  Those daily colour associations not preventing the black and white thinking of my youth.  Eventually however, experiencing an integration of sorts.  Enjoying more colourful contemplation now. 

Yoga in Colour

Yoga allows me to have some amazing insights and understanding. During one of my hatha classes, I saw in my mind's eye our group doing each pose as a colour - we were the colour! We were no longer separate physical bodies posing but rather together our energies were expressing themselves in colour. In one pose, we were cotton candy pink, in another baby blue, followed by one in taupe, and many more. At the end of the class in Savasana, we were all about one inch (3cms) wide turquoise and silver ribbons floating in and out of each other - beautiful!