This was the sky for no more than five minutes this morning. Within ten minutes it had reverted to the dull greyness that we have had for days. This morning I showed some friends this photo, as we talked about the effect of the constant grey on our souls. I wanted them to know that there had been colour and light, and that somewhere behind the grey it was still there.
I woke this morning and my first thoughts were clear and light filled and such a contrast to the darkness that keeps pulling me back. I had clarity and hope and I saw in colour again. I know that like the colour in the sky it may only last for a few hours, or a day, or maybe longer, but I will hold on to it. I know the colour and the beauty and the light is out there or maybe it’s within me. Either way ( and maybe both are true) I am going to enjoy this day.
Hope. It’s all around.