The Colors In Our World

This is the painted bunting bird. We have the pleasure to see one of these birds in our yard almost on a daily basis.

The bright skies, beautiful and colorful songbirds, the colors of the seasons, the many hues that we see when we open our eyes each morning; these are ‘a few of my favorite things’ in life.

And, lately, it’s the colors of the birds and the sounds they make that are sustaining me. I get a glimpse of one of them seemingly at just the right time in my day….typically when I most need it. Whether it’s to remind me to slow down and enjoy the beautiful colors in nature or it’s to give me those subtle messages…to find the joy and be lighthearted like the birds and the animals. Or, it’s to help me (us) remember to live each day and just do the best we can with what we have and to reach out to others with love and understanding even when we aren’t feeling our best or we don’t feel they are deserving, as we all share this very special place called Earth.

Sometimes, my senses just crave the colors in our world. Especially when we endure what I call…a ‘series of gray skies’ days. We all have them. Some more than others.

All the colors provide an amazing contrast to those ‘series of gray skies’ we experience in our winter months and they give us the feeling of a ‘splash of sunshine’ even when the sun can’t be present.

Gray skies also have another meaning. Many people describe hard times as having ‘gray skies’. Kind of like with the Winnie The Pooh character Eeyore who is always under gray skies or a gray cloud and has been for so long that his attitude now portrays his continual predicament. I have a friend who feels as if she has had a ‘series of gray skies’ in her life and, truth be told she has, but it’s made her a much stronger and confident person instead of complacent that life is like that for her.

Last night, we watched a movie called “Life Itself” and one of the biggest lessons from it was this part in the movie.

“LIFE ITSELF” conversation between a son, who was heading off to university, and his mother. His mother’s words resonated with me. As we are all going to experience ‘gray skies or as the writer called them…”unspeakable moments where life brings you to your knees. It brings you lower than you think you can go but if you stand back up and move forward…if you go just a little farther…you will always find love” And, I also feel that you will always find the positive and the lesson from the difficulty, unspeakable moment, or tragedy that has struck you.

Each day when life gets tough for you, look for the painted buntings in life, search for the beauty in nature, find those vibrant colors, look for the wild birds and keep pushing forward and going just a little further and there you will find love and there you will eventually find peace and contentment.

My hope for this week is that we can all move forward as families, as neighbors, as communities, countries, and as a world, toward unity and towards love and embrace and encourage each other as we go through our own ‘series of gray skies’ and, also when we have glorious days of brightness.

I will end this on another quote, one from a peacemaker. “We’ve learned to fly the air like birds, we’ve learned to swim the seas like fish, and yet we haven’t learned to walk the Earth as brothers and sisters…”

~Martin Luther King~

Image credit: Pinterest

17 Comments on “The Colors In Our World

  1. I had forgotten about his post, Diane, but your photo of the Painted Bunting directed me back to it. I love the sentiment your words expressed. Thank goodness that most of us do not have to live under a gray cloud perpetually, but that we get breaks of beautiful color. Just opening ourselves to the beauty that surrounds us can make all the difference.
    And I am definitely envious that you get to see Painted Buntings almost every day! 🙂
    Best wishes,

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    • I agree! We all need our sunshine. Thank you! I am glad you liked it. Our backyard birds have been fairly quiet lately. I think the heat is getting to them. We hear them first thing in the morning and the rest of the day is quiet. I do miss their beautiful voices.


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