Monday, September 9, 2013

Violet, Slate Blue and Red

Sometimes words travel through me that I cannot claim ownership of. They are inspired by people or stories that touch me and they write themselves. I always give them to the people who inspire them as gifts. I consider those people gifts in my life as well for touching me, teaching me, and moving me in a way that causes words to come from within that never would have come on their own.

This post was inspired by a post called 'A Few Thoughts' on a blog called Emma's Hope Book. Here is the link to the post. http://emmashopebook.com/2013/08/12/a-few-thoughts/

I follow an Autism activist on twitter, @leah_kelley and she lead me to this post and many other wonderful blogs which are so enlightening and eye opening that I could go on here for days....

The point of this post however is to celebrate Emma and her Mom, Ariane and this wonderful story.

 
VIOLET, SLATE BLUE, AND RED
 
why would her laughter
sound any different than theirs?
why would her smile
do anything but fill your heart?
she feels and thinks and dreams and sings
though maybe not just like you
but my voice doesn’t sound like yours either
is my song any less beautiful?
there is hope in her smile to celebrate
simply because it is
and victories that are hard fought and won
pave the steps on this road
there are moments when there are no words to describe
the feelings that take hold
when the unimaginable happens
the things that cannot be explained
there is magic in a word
in a thought, in a look
lifetimes are lived
on days like this
there is healing that comes
in the simplest way
why not just celebrate
moments like these
vivid pictures, experiences
that added up are the pieces of a life
a life lived with wonder and amazement
with eyes open wide
not questioning the how or the why
but standing in awe of what is
a reverence to hope
and thankful for the gift
this isn’t a place for wallowing
for creating pictures dark and grey
it’s a place for painting rainbows
of violet, slate blue, and red
 
 

3 comments:

  1. Oh... Andrea, this is exquisite...
    and you made me cry...
    in a good way...

    ((Hugs)) and appreciation for you... and your ability to paint with words... and your sensitive and encouraging response to others...

    Leah

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  2. This is so, so lovely and made me smile and cry... this -
    "a life lived with wonder and amazement
    with eyes open wide
    not questioning the how or the why
    but standing in awe of what is
    a reverence to hope
    and thankful for the gift
    this isn’t a place for wallowing
    for creating pictures dark and grey
    it’s a place for painting rainbows
    of violet, slate blue, and red"

    YES!! Thank you dearest Andrea, thank you!

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  3. Andrea, words like these touch chambers of the heart that sometimes are unseen, left unexplored.

    In my present years of existence, many suns and moons now, I have accepted that even though there's much more that I do not understand, comprehend, than that which I think I do so I stand before it and just observe. I sometimes choose to distane my heart from hope, from the human passions emotions, from the reality of life that desires and wishes are only that. I stand in solitude while observing without judgement. Not... wallowing in pictures dark and grey but appreciating rainbows painted of violet, slate blue and red...

    Gracias mi amiga for these gentle and touching words.

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