Yesterday morning I left my house as the rain drizzled down.
The daylight was not yet there and the nightlight had not quite gone. There was
a heaviness and dreariness to the feel of the morning. A mistiness like the
weather normally seen in England. That constant state of drizzle.
As I sat in the back of the taxi watching the scenery go by,
my attention was drawn to the heavily clouded sky. As I looked toward the
South, streaks of bright red cloud occasionally came through where the heavy clouds
had parted to reveal the dawn sky light. And thoughts of weather changes came
to my mind. And why had we had so much rain this year. More rain than sunshine
it seems over the past few months.
As we were driving along the Causeway with the daylight
becoming more prominent but still not quite there, I looked toward the
Northeast and saw two slits of light through the dark and heavy clouds that
looked like eyes staring back at me. As I looked at the slits which at first seemed quite ominous, one of them formed the shape of a heart. Almost as if the
Universe was telling me there is always love even when we feel afraid. Even
when everything seems to be conspiring against us. Even when the light has not
quite come to the forefront, love is always there because we are love.
That what we see is what we project. What we feel is what we
know. Our thoughts contain a lot of history about who we are and what we have
seen.
By the time I was boarding the airplane, the skies were still
dark and heavy with rain still drizzling down but against the dark and heavy
sky was the most beautiful and vivid rainbow. Stretching like a serpent
revealing all its magical colours against the darkened sky. Any feeling of foreboding
I had had up until that time were replaced by feelings of enchantment, magic
and spirit. Each colour of the rainbow was vibrantly displayed. Making me think
of the rhyme for remembering the colours of the rainbow. Singing it in my mind,
Richard Of York Goes to Battle In Vain – Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue,
Indigo, Violet – making their presence known in its band of the rainbow.
So enchanted was I with the majestic rainbow that I could
not help but smile and breathe in its presence with gratitude. Taking a moment
to stop to admire the beauty, the natural beauty, of nature even in an otherwise
dark sky. I could clearly see the end of the rainbow which was shimmering
against the ground. The light like something from out of a fairy tale. Bouncing back up but at the same time looking like the light was continuous despite the solid and hard ground. I could feel the presence of the mythical leprechauns dancing at the bottom. Shifting through their pot
of gold. I could feel the promise of the abundance we have in our lives at all
times. Understanding that is the pot of gold at the end of rainbows – abundance
and treasure of living and life.
And then as I started to walk away that’s when I saw the
second rainbow behind the other. The second was not as bright. Not as beautiful
but it was there none the same. Hidden in plain sight as I sometimes like to
say. Shadowing the other. Mirroring the other but not taking away its light. My
step lightened that much more as I felt so blessed to see and feel the presence
of the Divine in that special moment of connection back to the One Source.
To some a double rainbow means transformation. And that is
exactly how I felt when I was blessed with seeing the two rainbows just as I
was boarding my flight. A sign from the Universe that I am at the gates of
transformation but I need not rush it or push it because when the time is right
all will be revealed. I inhaled deeply and with gratitude.
Grateful for the blessings in my life all vividly displayed
in the double rainbow stretching and reflecting showing me there is no
beginning or end. It just is. We just are. I am as I am as are you. I boarded
the airplane with love and light in my heart, rain on my clothes, a slight
physical distraction, but not enough to spoil the joy I felt from the sight of
the double rainbow. Namaste
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