Body in motion- heart in rhyme -craft your own rainbow-one stroke at a time
Let’s talk about storms, rainbows & the beautiful mess of being human. Because honestly this past week has been wild.. it aint just weather… its metaphors wearing Halloween costumes. The weather out here, pretending to be “just a bit of rain” or “a cute rainbow” when really, they are life lessons trick-or-treating through the sky and my psyche.
The storm rolls in like that one friend who always shows up uninvited but somehow brings exactly what you didn’t know you needed (we all have one)… This time it was tears, heartache, confusion, emotional lightning and a splash of clarity. Then the rainbow struts in afterward, like “Hey BABE - Surprise, you survived! Here’s some color soaked high definition HOPE for you. Quick take a photo”
We dress up every day in our emotional and energetic costumes. We each get our own pair of perception glasses tinted by experience, story, memory, hope, heartbreak, a nervous system, beauty, love and our own creative touches to the whole costume. What feels like a down pour with hail to one person might feel like a beautiful sprinkle to another. What is a miracle to you might be invisible to someone else. That doesn’t make either of you wrong. It makes you human, in a cool ass costume.
The invitation: is to hold your truth tenderly while letting others have theirs. Make space for the wild diversity of experience and still anchor yourself in love and grace. Love does not mean agreement.. it means seeing someone fully, holding them tenderly, even when you don’t see eye to eye. Grace does not mean perfection… it means allowing yourself and others room to be themselvs, to stumble, learn, and grow without judgment. Rainbows… well… they don’t apologize for the storm or the rain. They simply show up, radiant and unapologetic, reminding us that beauty often follows the chaos. Sometimes we try to rock the “I’m fine” costume, while deep down, the weather system is trying to find balance between storms.
We accept that wifi, radio, pictures, music and messages can be sent through invisible signals in the air… yet doubt that energy moves between people in a similar fashion. But we’re all walking antennas, tuning into each other’s storms and rainbows. Sometimes a thought, a look, a smile, a message or an honest conversation is all it takes to clear the static and let the light come through. When life gets stormy or someones rainbow looks different than yours, just remember… everyone is just doing their best with the forecast they got. Some costumes fit perfect, others blend in, some are un recognizable and others are pretty obvious it just ain’t fitting right…
Hold space for them, hold space for yourself. Move your body. Cry about it. Laugh at the mess. Keep your heart open. Share a story. Share a hug or smile. Be real. Be authentic. Laugh at the Swirl. Offer an umbrella or a muffin. Take a photo of the rainbow for proof that it all even happened in the first place.
Maybe there is some sense and wisdom in this for you or maybe your just reading an expression of my own life process while attempting to link it to halloween… hah Atleast its authentic.
So… as I sit here in the morning sun next to the window with a cup of cacao… I’ll toast and cheers in gratitude to the storms that shake us, the rainbows that grace us and the costumes that make us. Oh and also the Ancestors that loved us, taught us and continue to guide us. May we love the ever changing weathers that come with being human. Bless the Journey. Happy Samhain.