Christmas Rainbows

 

A son dog I spied the other day

Dear blog,

Sometimes after being around big crowds of people, I feel…

I don’t even know how to describe it.

There’s so much muchyness.

Peopleness.

I feel I have to let the dust settle before I write. 

But I wanted to stop in and ground. To say thanks. Thanks for being here with me.

To say hi, and love myself, as best I can, before whatever comes, comes.

The last two days have been viby Vibie. In my house. And also out of the house.

Many much vibes.

Yesterday, I felt nudged to stop by a neighbor's house, I hadn't met yet. The house used to be the Airbnb I had been working at this spring and summer. The lady I was working for rented it out, and I hadn’t yet met the people there.

                So I thought I’d take her some of my comfry cream, and a treat.

                I knocked on the door, and was greeted by a woman, probably my age. She was very kind, and what was interesting, was as I spent many hours at that house, many. It had been mostly decorated like a hotel. Very sterile. But this lady had turned it into a colorful house. Rainbows, everywhere. Colorful carpet. Rainbows in the corner, on the wall, on the rug. Everywhere. It was a lot of rainbows.

                As it turns out she had only met a couple people since she moved in, and was very happy to know someone else.

              
  The thing that really stands out to me.

                Were the rainbows.

      I had long put off visiting our new neighbor.

                And somehow, it seemed a sign to me.

                Part of me had secretly wanted to have the house as my own, as I had spent so much time there, I enjoyed creating my own vibe. And it felt nice.

               When I was taking care of the house, earlier, this year, and the automatic outside tap had malfunctioned, and flooded the outside, and some of the underneath part of the house--- the house had a kind of odd smell. So we had used Bessie’s air filter—from the rainbow vacuum salesperson had given to us, a couple years ago. And that with some essential oils made it smell so nice.

                So anywhow. I just thought it very curious. 

                And as this year, I have tried to look for rainbows.

                So this, seemed like something just for me.

                As the year starts to close.

                Some sort of completion.

                I started working at the Airbnb right as I was busy doing all the spring Choir programs. And now as the winter Christmas programs are all happening.

                I am grateful, that there are rainbows in winter. Even at the years end.

I am thankful for the color in winter. For little signals that God sends after the rain.

Light was here.

People with beautiful hearts, no matter their background, or the stuff they carry.

I appreciate little moments, where I feel nudged, and I follow the nudges, and find color.

And a smile.

And another soul, just wanting to know that they are not alone on this planet.

Last night after choir practice, we had to rush over to a Christmas party, that Bessie’s violin students had asked us to help out with. They were doing a little Flash mob, where we started playing flute, and violin, (silent night) and then random people in the crowd started getting up and singing. Two of her students were playing violin with us, and very nervous.

                It was cute, but so many vibes. It was an interesting dance of trying to keep playing the music, while nearly everyone in the room got up and sang.

                I wasn’t nervous, but something happened, there was so much noise, and kids, and people, and it was like I absorbed some nervousness. I did lose my place for minute, it felt kind of out of body experience. I don’t quite understand why that happens, sometimes.

                It turned out alright.

                Another rainbow moment, was the girl who had sung in our Spring show, and read the narration for it, was there, and she was so kind, and seemed genuinely happy to see us.

               Though, it just was a lot happening yesterday, and the day before.

Another favorite part about yesterday, was a moment, Bess and I took time to practice music, together. And try to remember the words to songs. As it’s always a lot to memorize. What is cool, when we are functioning as a unified unit, as a choir, I feel we can all help each other remember the songs, and words.

This is a painting I did that's sitting on my shelf in my painting room. My rainbow illustration for today.

                Regardless how all these things turn out.

                I like to keep the moments, the rainbow moments, that make you remember to follow nudges, to take time to be here now. As we sail along in this sea of life, spirit gives us color that dances on our waters. Gives us hope, and direction, as we navigate all the waters of life.

                So someday, we will all find the shore, and sea, see all together, the miracles, with eyes combined, and hear the amazing story, the soundtrack that God has been playing every moment of our lives. And see the painting Love has painted in our lives.

                    The rainbow of God's promise.

                    The living color of spirit.

                    Showing us color by color, the beauty, the true colors of God's kingdom.