More on Perspective

(January 19, 1999)

In the darkest day in winter, color is everywhere.

There are colors we do not expect to see, so we do not see them. They are on the early morning clouds that lie in the southern sky and in the hills at midday. In the evening, the western sky is purple - all shades of purple. The last rays of sunlight color the clouds with purple, rose and lilac.

A person loves color and is tuned in to its joy. If we are caught in moods that are drab, our eyes have little chance of seeing color.

A drab view can be changed. Even now a Jay and a brilliant Cardinal can stir us with their blues and reds - if we have the heart to see them.

Peace,
Tawanka