The Colors Of Life

As a little child, I would often press my nose against the car window, wide-eyed with wonder. I watched the world outside with curiosity — the people in passing cars, on the sidewalks, standing at their windows.

Sometimes they looked sad.

Sometimes blank.

Sometimes full of love.

And sometimes, they wore a mischievous little smile.

Even back then, I remember wondering:

What moves them?

What do they love?

What are they afraid of?

What are the shadows they carry deep inside?

Over two decades later, these questions still live in me.

Life can feel, in one moment, like the sky is full of violins — light, joy, euphoria.

And in the next, like we've fallen into hell — no exit, no escape. Just darkness.

We do everything we can to avoid that place.

We deny the shadows of our past and the trauma stitched into our being.

We numb ourselves with the endless distractions of a fast-paced, material world: food, alcohol, sex, shopping, work, new relationships — anything to avoid feeling.

But isn’t it feeling — truly, deeply, fully — what makes life meaningful?

Isn’t it the very essence of being alive, to experience all of it — the light and the dark — in full intensity?

To feel whole again, we need the darkness too.

And sometimes, all it takes is someone willing to walk into it with us — holding our hand, gently switching on a flashlight, helping us dispel the shadows softly and without fear.

It's time to transcend the dualities of life.

To reclaim our wholeness.

To love — Deeply. Unconditionally. Purely. 

Without shame.

Without fear of being hurt.

Without anxiety of being rejected. 

So that we can begin writing a new chapter of our lives —

With full power, in every color.