Thursday, August 18, 2005
THE COLOR OF LIFE
I posted about this a few days ago, and "coincidentally" I visited a blog for the first time and its author had a similar post. Then last night, at the Yoga center, one of our instructors spoke about the same topic.
There is a famous saying in Spanish that goes, "La vida no es color de rosa." (Life is not rosy pink.)
Who says? And who's life are we talking about?
Initially, our lives are a huge colorless canvas with the potential to be anything we want, please, decide, or work for. We are continously and eternally shaping our realities into what we would have them be, or not. No one else can paint our life for us- not others, not circumstances- heck, not even God does it. Why do you think we have free will? So others can will our will for us? That wouldn't make any sense.
Depending on our intelligence, awareness, consciousness, spiritual level or whatever you want to call any of this, is that we will choose how to paint what can be a masterpiece or piece of (you can fill in the blank here.)
Last night the instructor told us a story about how the art of stained glass came to be. During the long cold months of Europe, all people could see as they looked out the window was somewhat depressive, gray and dull. No sunlight or colors adorned their views, so instead of simply sighing and wishing for the sight to change, they brought the colors to their own homes by painting the glass. They didn't have to accept that the view was simply gloomy, or that as their fate. No, they used their creativity to improve a situation which brought beauty into the picture, making life more pleasant for themselves.
Today this well-known art is the highlight of home entrances, cathedrals, lamps, and other decorative details.
Life is our own glass window. How will we choose to paint it? What color(s) do I want my life to be? The color of life... depends on me.
Created by Chelle @ 8:53 AM