a good omen
A post I wrote years ago was about rainbows. A friend had given me a crystal pieced out from a chandelier, and when the sunlight hit, small rainbows would dance across the surrounding surfaces. On sunny days, Bandit would tire himself chasing them; on cloudy days, he sit morose, troubled for a reason he couldn’t quite identify. My post ended with the proclamation, “yes, Bandit, there will be rainbows.” It’s a phrase I’ve thought of again and again over the many years, cloudy and sunny.
In this beautiful location where I’ve been privileged to nest for almost 7 months, the same crystal, hanging from a east-facing french door, has brought me many rainbows. That I have struggled with many demons during this time of solitude is an understatement. Yet each time I see those bouncing dots of refracted light, I think of Bandit’s joy, which for me represents a total commitment of being in the moment that is the gift of incarnation.
George and I will be leaving today. We will be going to a place that will challenge us both in ways we currently cannot imagine. I am hoping, for both of our sake’s, that we will find strength in knowing that even during our lowest moments what is best in ourselves and in others is also present. Last night’s lovely rainbow over the Potomac seems a good harbinger for our new adventures.
