Dreams are my favorite thing in life. I reach my arms far out to touch them. Just like, when I see a rainbow in a wet landscape after the sun kissed rain. My immediate reaction is to touch it. If I’m in a car, I always ask, can you please ride through it? Let’s ride through the rainbow’s portal! But it seems to stay on the horizon. Further away from my arm’s length.
Now, why is that? I wondered why I can’t brush over the rainbow’s foot. As the rainbow was as visible as the tree beside it, I thought it shall have a body that can be touched by mine. As a child, I didn’t know about the rules of Saturn. I didn’t have a good teacher in physics. If I’d had one, I guess, they’d teach me, that rainbows and dreams are not under Saturn’s jurisdiction. They are neither time nor space bound. But I was time and space-bound… and still able to see rainbows and dreams.
It was quite frustrating to see my dream’s vivid images in all their flesh and colors and then look at the landscape beside it. I thought one should translate into the other just by wishing it. My first big disappointment was not about the elusiveness of dreams, but one of time. I didn’t know about time. I was framed by its rules, without a lexicon.
I was given a lexicon after some time. It stated: *Rainbows and dreams, are glimpses of wonderful subtle things, real things, and imaginable things. They give direction and hope. They serve as fuel and as a map and can be breathtaking and inspiring.
Breath after breath, move after move, enactment after enactment, day after day, we draw on our visions. Our creations be filled with colorful rainbow particles. In time, the rainbows become flesh, incarnate.
May your rainbows incarnate, dear ones,
Love,
Ana