“What color do you feel like today?”
The stream is green. It’s supposed to be blue but I think there is too much algae at the bottom, giving it that green hue that should seem healthy but doesn’t. We want our water to be blue, or clear, so that we can see through to the bottom, not the color of money no matter how much we might covet it. But just like the stream that passes not quite near my house but close enough to be of interest to me, I’m feeling rather green today.
For me green means somewhat fresh and new, like the world is open and I just need to seize it. I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately, trying to figure out my strengths and weaknesses, to capitalize on the former and learn from the latter. I feel like I’m starting over again, from scratch, at an age where I guess I felt I’d be solidified. So I feel young green rather than feisty red or calm blue.
Green also means Irish, and with all this St. Patrick’s Day celebration and some family members on a trip to Ireland right now I’m reminded of all that I miss about that beautiful land, and how I desperately want to return. It’ll be seven years this summer, and it feels like even longer. I bleed green and it shows in everything I do, from the music I love to the culture I embrace like it’s my very own, like I was born into it.
I feel green today for all the positive aspects of it because I don’t want to feel the negatives. I don’t want to look in that stream and see a natural disaster. I want to look in it and embrace the green, because algae is good and cleansing. It takes what it’s given and gives it back better than it was. I hope I’m like that right now, aware of what’s good for me despite appearances.