A life is a juxtaposition of colors. So many light waves colliding and finding a way to make meaning during our days. A moment happens we capture it, and it places itself next to another. Together the two seem to say something. But maybe like breathing they are just what happened. Maybe events just topple upon one another.
My life is a juxtaposition of color in my head.
When I try to sort through the color I find it blends into so many shades, so many feelings. How can possibly say anyone of them has any single important cause, any lyrical inspiration. I wonder whether everything I am is just a function of the chemicals set free and shot through my brain.
Shake my world and you re-juxtapose the colors.
Let an idea be formed. It will make colors before it is said. Anger will pull forward shades of red to orange. Childhood will bring sky blue, grass green and sunshine yellow. College opens gray stone and brick red. Dancing and playing bring all of the purples and all of the gold that I've ever imagined could dress a flower. Thoughts of the moon or motherhood bring indigo black with warm back light of blue.
And my dad, my dad, brings all of the colors in every wavelength of the seen and unseen spectrum. They are all dancing in a kaleidoscope made by his powerfully gentle hands.
Unconditional love is the most beautiful juxtaposition of all.
--me strauss Letting me be
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I've never quite thought of color in the way you describe here. The way you assign certain feelings & events color makes me realize just how much the full spectrum is necessary for me to be whole. Any one of those alone would create an imbalance and skew my thinking and seeing. The photo you chose speaks perfectly of that. Thanks, Liz.
Hi Dawn!
You are the colors of the sky -- the sunrise and the sunset. You are the blue and the grey of the day and the indigo black of night. You aren't just morning. You only travel with it. We need every minute to have a whole day.
Every color is part of the rainbow. Every feeling is part of a person. Yeah. I hear what you're saying through and through.
Wow... That was interesting... If one could see there life's expressions through colors there would been an array of striking and fading, melding and seperate rainbows.
If our emotions & thoughts were in shades of color.... Life would be several boxes of crayons....
:) Have a great night! Nice post!
Hi Lucid,
Colors are like that to me. I see them everywhere when I'm thinking. Yeah the world a bunch of crayons and rainbows. I sure miss the colors when the sky is gray. :)
a digital image can have 16 million colors, but i think the color of life is much richer than that. :)
a great post, Liz!
You are a rainbow. I'm really enjoying these colour posts. They give me things to think of and a different perspective.
Hi Dsnake,
Life is all colors, yes. Someone recently said, "A photo is a memory of a split second that never really happened." In a way that's true.
Life is colors we can't reproduce.
Hi Easy,
Thank you for telling me that. I think so in colors and it helps me to talk about it. :)
Liz,
Do you see auras by any chance. People who are visual tend to see them. I can only see the first layer which is the closest to the body and the color is usually blue, purple or clear.
Just a question, because I know the colors of the auras, often represent peoples emotions, and spiritual state.
Hi Lucid,
I used to look for them and when I did I could see them. Now I don't look or see anymore. It's a little like seeing folk's underwear, I think. If they reveal who they are, it's theirs to reveal. :)
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