I am Many Things: One of them is COLORFUL

I am colorful.

I am at my best when colors flow through me, lighting my mind, sweetening my spirit, heightening my senses, softening my soul, and pulsating through my heart and very being.

I am not the rainbow. Yes, there have been rainbow moments in my life, but I am not limited by these seven hues. Life offers so much more and I am ever-thirsty to drink them all in - all the colors of life, all that life holds for me. I am of the same belief that Anne Shirley proclaimed to her love, Gilbert Blythe as the sun set on the old wood bridge where they trothed themselves to one another after realizing their futures lay entwined in one another. It was then that Anne confided to Gil, "It's not what the world holds for you; it's what you bring to it."

I am still discovering who I am and what I have to offer and/or can bring to the world. I am stuck in a landmine of deep pruning, odd little as-yet undiscovered paths covered with lively green lacey branches and thick bubbly bushes and overgrown brown twigs that brush across my legs and if I'm not alert can trip and put me down flat. Sometimes being put flat is the best way for Heavenly Father to get one's attention. Sometimes that's what it takes to get one to stop, look, and listen. (Other times a train going 90 mph can do the same thing but those generally don't allow one a second chance.)

I am full of wonder at our bounteous blessings. I am a thinker who often wonders why I am living at this time, in this area of the universe, surrounded by these people - some of whom are terribly crazy, "normal", average, good, loving, kind, and amazing.

I am an observer - of life, of others, of nature's lessons in patience, complimentary colors - like people (learning which goes well with which), individual growth and beauty; in nature, herself.

I am like much like this wild-eyed, crazed Log Cabin quilt: a combination of colors, textures and patterns. I am determined - and uncertain - and curious - and lost - and so tired - and somewhat terrified - and questioning everything as I go.

I am grateful for unexpected guardian angels placed on my unknown paths, for their unfailing patience, forthrightness, straight talk, blessings, prayers, and encouragement.

I am continually trying to exercise patience as each path's curves seem to stretch on and on ahead of me. Some days, I am weary navigating my way, but I am persistent and long to find my way back to Who I Am inside where my True Self is waiting, anticipating the day when I am once again reacquainted with her.

How I long for that day!