My colourful life

Life's a big picture, look at all the pretty colours, life's a big picture on the big screen, open your eyes up see the beauty of the moment, open your hearts up creation is yours...

My first memory was the colour GREEN

of the trees beyond the veranda where my Mother cradled me,

with a warm embrace.

Later, I remember being held over my Mother's shoulder,

looking back through the car rear window, watching

our home move away from us,

as Dad drove our car down the road,

on the way to Victoria.

We had car troubles, and the moving SHADOWS of trees

soothed me back on our way.

At nine months

I remember waddling over to a wine barrel,

my little hand turning on a flow of RED wine to the floor.

Oops...see..daisy...

As a toddler,

DARK MAGENTA was the colour of my beautiful bathers,

the ones' with the frilly skirt, that I loved so much.

I ran around the garden, laughing, whilst chasing

swirly patterned coloured RAINBOW bubbles, that

my magical Mother would blow for me.

At four,

there were wedding bells for Leslie and John, and

I wore bright YELLOW, instead of VIOLET,

that the other brides maids wore,

as I just loved sunny yellow, as it was

like honey, which was funny and made me happy.

I painted a blobby portrait for Leslie and John,

a wedding present made with love and joy and all

the COLOURS imaginable.

They were proud of me, said it looked just like them,

and that painting of many colours made them happy,

and they stuck in on their fridge to admire it.

When I was five,

my Grandmother made me a checked dress,

PINK, RED, INDIGO,LAVENDER, with crystal buttons, that

shone all the colours of the RAINBOW.

I loved how they twinkled,

and watched how those colours danced

wherever the sun's WHITE LIGHT caught me.

I learned with squinted eyes,

and watched rainbow arcs

dance off my eyelashes.

When I was eight,

I made a crocheted hat,

it was bright ORANGE with

twenty three handmade poms poms that I stitched on tight.

All different COLOURS, sizes and textures

entwined with wool,

so fluffy, COLOURFUL and soft.

With pride I wore my hat, with my supercharged PURPLE and

GOLDEN daisied pants, and CYAN COLOURED t-shirt!

When people saw me, many smiled,

some laughed,

and that made me happy :).

When I went to the beach for the very first time, I

was overwhelmed with TURQUOISE, AQUA, EMERALD, BLUE water,

and marvelled at how the sun sparkled like diamonds,

upon the crests of each wave.

I dived into that calm AZURE

felt nurtured in the arms of ocean's embrace,

tickled by the kisses of seaweed.

Beneath the waves in the shallows,

I watched the sun's light create RAINBOWS

that ebbed and flowed with the waves.

As I grew up, I immersed myself in

light of all forms, and studied many of the great masters

of past and present.

When I was twenty, when they opened the doors wide, I

ran through the Vatican halls, so that I could experience

Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel's ceiling, alone.. alone to absorb,

the COLOUR, beauty and genius of the Renaissance master.

I felt all choked up and tears welled in my eyes...

My beloved and I exchanged vows in nature, and

all of nature responded, with full COLOURS and orchestra.

Diving into the COBALT glittering sea,

I swam with hundreds of glistening SILVER dolphins,

became part of their 'dreaming' and recalled the unfolding of nature’s

celestial tunes within the cathedral of my heart.

Ecstasy and beauty filled me,

as I rode the rippling SAPPHIRE sea upon the dolphins’ breath.

The heavens opened sprinkling the earth

as waves caressed my body and gently rocked me to shore.

Standing upright a RAINBOW bridge joined a AMBER setting sun

and a huge rising PEARL iridescent shimmering moon...

Life to me is a canvas, that we paint on each and every day,

a canvas to weave the threads of our lives together.

For we are all ONE!

For life is a dream we dream,

and dreams are made to be manifested.

Light is vibration, and we are all vibrations of light!

And, from life's palette inspiration,

We create and make our dreams real.

Through tough times when the BLACK and GREY clouds came and

depression swamped me, when SHADOWS

lingered and would not pass,

to the joyous times of creativity and dreams come true,

I RECOGNISED THAT I AM LIGHT AND SO ARE YOU,

as where there is LIGHT there is SHADOW too,

thus I embrace them both, and love all of me,

therefore I AM TRUE.

Light and shadow, and all the colours of the Cosmos

are part of my psyche and makes me who I am,

uniquely myself.

No one is me,

no one is you.

I am proud for being true to me,

no matter what the crowd do and say.

Be true to you,

Be the resplendent rainbow that is you!

Do it true!