Living on a hillside, in a bit of a valley, we get a primo seat when a weather front arrives. Looking out my window, I can usually see where the dark meets the light.
And often, when these two forces take a dance together, they give birth to a brilliant offspring — a rainbow!
Shucks, who doesn’t like rainbows, right? I mean, I love me some rainbows, don’t you? Hell, even the big burly guy with the massive diesel pick-up truck stopped right in the road in front of my house to snap off a few photos of this one the other day.
this rainbow landed right on that house. no gold found.
So, I’ve been thinking about rainbows and wanting to say something about them for a few days now. At the very least, I wanted to share a couple photos and get an update on the blog, y’know?
And today, I went to the gym to play some basketball. And today, playing basketball, I was a bit of an asshole. I argued some calls. I pushed a dude after I felt he pushed me. I rolled my eyes when a teammate made a mistake.
In the scheme of things, nothing too major. I’ve seen much worse and done much worse. But as I headed to the showers, I could not shake the feeling that I did not like that person, that man who was just on the court. I do not really know who he is, or where he came from, but he makes enough appearances that I am well-acquainted with him. Though I wish he would leave and never come back, sometimes he just shows up. Uninvited.
He shows up off the court as well. He can be highly critical, condescending, and will fight to be right. Again, I think this dude is a tool and when I focus on him, my thoughts cascade in a downward spiral and I play the same tape over and over in my head.
It ain’t pretty.
But it ain’t true, either. Not the greater truth, anyhow. I am not as “bad” as my worst thoughts about myself. Nor am I as “good” as my best thoughts or outcomes. In fact, I am not any of my thoughts or experiences.
Though those things certainly touch my life, but I am not them. I need not mistake myself for them.
My essential natures lies beyond the darkness or the light. And for me, in this moment anyhow, its comforting and helpful to think of myself as that brilliance that exists between the darkness and light.
In the meantime, I’ll keep my eye toward the sky…
Here are some from the recent past…
a double! no gold found.
a rare January rainbow.
perhaps this explains why there is no snow, either? no gold found.
ah, an oldie but a goodie… this shot came out well. kudos to my wife…
Your post is reminding me of a rainbow whose end was just outside my window. It blew me away and reminded me that my treasure was the good fortune of my life and the love I have with my husband. Thanks for the memory.
glad you enjoyed it, Heather!
π
d
I lived for a couple years in Hawaii and one day the rainbow ended right in the middle of the road in front of me. No pot of gold…… I think I was robbed.
Marge you should have started digging! π
Sounds like the rainbow was showing you that your pot of gold is right in front of you, only you may have to dig a little deeper to find it.
self acceptance and unconditional love for yourself in a rainbow – now that is just flippin BRILLIANT !
dang, you’re good π
love
grace
thanks marge, elly, grace…
and grace, thanks for the ego boost π
much love,
d