Today's Challenge: Enjoy swimming in the gray...

According to my calendar, today's color is Gray.

I like gray. I like gray A LOT. I try to live my life in the gray areas despite me being a Taurus who resists things like change when I am not careful.

Gray speaks to me of mystery, of possibility, and of inclusiveness.

Before I say more about the wonderful qualities of gray I should say that I am one who does like clarity especially regarding communication with all of my relations. That is why email and texts should not be used for emotionally charged or other important stuff. People get hurt by reading things "wrong", reading between lines that aren't there, and so on. I remember one time sending out a group email and using all caps. It amused me. Little did I know that ALL-CAPS meant that I was angry or shouting, but a friend "scolded" me later about correct font all-caps protocol. Geeze, I missed the class. But ever since then I've tried to be more careful with my cap size, lol, as well as what I choose to bold, underline, etc! I must say sometimes it's hard to make sure that I am not offending anyone, stepping on anyone's toes, or otherwise pissing someone off while also remaining true to myself & self-expression. But, this blog thing, I think, will work well for me. Only me, myself and I will probably go back and read any of this. If others join me in my ramblings it is because they choose to. So blogging allows me to ALL-CAP if I want to...just because I can and for not a single other reason. Here I will embrace my Naturally Occurring Random Thoughts, Brainstorming, Free Writing and Poetic License. Oh, and I can swim in the gray area without fear of sharks. I will not worry about correct protocol here...here comes the bold, the caps, the run-on sentences and everything else!

Also, I must duly note that as I glorify the gray there are times when black and white matter: appointments, meetings, performances, etc. When it comes to respecting others' time I think that this is vital.

Anyway, back to gray. We don't want foggy mirrors or windows all the time, for sure. But have you ever noticed just how beautiful a low-lying fog on a misty morning is? Perhaps it's the mystery of it all that appeals to me. I am reminded that I do not have to know or see everything. It is impossible to do so anyway. There is a part of me that likes to be in control...I know, I know, this too is connected to ego and fear...see yesterday's blog! I am still learning, remember?
When I give in to my "natural" self and allow my "naturally budding spiritual self" to come alive, the fog, the gray, the unanswered questions dance around me, invigorating me: This is life-full of unknowing. Full of wonder. Full of grace.
The gray allows me to connect to others outside of my societal or other named "range"-the differences become something to celebrate, not try to clean up. It becomes more of a universal-range...a place where everyone belongs. Sparkly eyes and warm smiles speak the same language. We miss a lot of joy and understanding and wisdom when we stay enclosed in a small white, "clean" box with black lines. I want three walls and one open, please. In fact, no box, at all...but that's another blog.

Yes, I am invigorated when I play in the gray of endless possibilites and changing answers. Invigorated yet serene in the knowledge that gray connects me to both what and who I know and to what and who I don't yet know or understand... and this is a place where I truly belong.

Namaste