Sunday, December 12, 2010

Rainbows and angels

Prism Rainbows

I start to awaken and, as is my practice, with my eyes still closed, I give thanks for the comfort of my bed, for the shelter of my home, for the dreams I had during the night, for my sheets, blankets, pillows, for a restful night’s sleep. I open my eyes and, as I do every morning, I look toward the window where my liquid amber guardian tree stands directly outside my window with all the other trees beyond. The leaves are changing now, losing their green and turning into big leaves of golden yellow. Something on the ceiling catches my eye … and I smile. Rainbows! There are rainbows scattered everywhere in my room: splashed across the ceiling in tightly colored, long, narrow bars; brilliant red, bright orange, vivid yellow, soothing green, deep blue. More are splotched on the closet curtains, but these are refracted from the mirror and are bigger and looser, gentler-colored. I lift and drop the blankets to make a slight breeze and the rainbows start dancing all around, rainbows on walls, furniture, ceiling; so magical!

Pollyanna prismsI hang crystals in the windows of my living room and bedroom. Pollyanna was one of my favorite movies growing up and inspired me to hang the prisms years ago. During the spring and summer months, they’re just a bit of sparkle. But when the sun starts to hang lower toward the south in the fall and winter, its rays can enter the windows directly and hit the the prisms, which explode into brightly colored rainbows in my rooms.

This afternoon, vibrantly colored rainbows were streaked across the living room walls, floor and furniture. When my granddaughters were little, I’d tell them that the rainbows were angels come to play and to bring us love, blessings and happiness. My little grand-girls would dance and laugh in the rainbows or they’d chase and try to catch them if the prisms were moving from the breeze made by their play. Even now, when they see the rainbows in my home, they remember the angels. I do, too.

Lying in bed the other morning, with the colors all around me, I raised my legs overhead to practice the physical therapy exercises I do for my healing ankle (fractured several months ago). I see a rainbow on my ankle as I go through the exercises and I feel that angels are blessing the work, blessing the healing. Silly for a grown woman (a grandmother) to think such things, but I believe in magical things, in angels and blessings and healing powers. As a young woman, I wouldn’t dare share such nonsense with others; what would people think? Thankfully, I’m at an age where I can be a silly old grandmother less concerned about others’ judgments … and I can believe in angels in the rainbows.

Have a sparkly day!

8 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

I've always loved crystal rainbows!

paintergal said...

Let those rainbows shine, GF!

Darla said...

Lovely. May we ALL believe in "angels in the rainbows."

LauraX said...

Rose I love this!!!! When we first moved to this house, and my daughters were tiny, I bought them each a crystal to hang in their windows...they too loved to chase them about. One morning last summer I found a rainbow in the kitchen sink, I never figured out what created the prism, but I was so grateful to be greeted by it as I was washing the dishes! And you are not silly...you are open and loving and wonder-filled!!!

Daisy Cottage said...

Dearest Rose,

I wanted to take the time to come here to tell you how MUCH I have appreciated YOU, your kindness and your gentle way of encouragement and support over the years since the old GI days. I not only believe in angels, I believe in YOU. You inspire me more than you know and I admire you more than you know. YOU are an angel to ME.

Merry Christmas Dear One.

And thank you.


Love,
Kim

Rose - The Center of My Self said...

Debra, PG and Darla - Thanks! Wishing you happy rainbows in your days!

Laura - How cool that you gave rainbows to your littles! And how cool to have one (angel) appear to you in your kitchen. Interesting that you use the word "wonder-filled"; having a sense of wonder is big part of who I am.

Kim - You make me teary, my dear friend. You have such an awesome spirit and inspire me to gentleness and appreciation for every simple thing. Merry Christmas and much love to you, dear Kim!

Lori Skoog said...

Rose...I have never been here before, but when reading your comment to Rebecca regarding her accident I just had to click on your site. You have an amazing way with words and I loved your message. So here I am, very impressed with your posts.

Rose - The Center of My Self said...

Thank you for your kind and generous compliment, Lori! I left a comment on your lovely site.