Cyan reminds me of childhood early summer, the semi-annual painting of my grandfather’s swimming pool. Rolling the paint out on concrete, smelling the enamel, flooding my eyes with dazzling brightness. Summers swimming, floating, surrounded by blue. Days dreaming until shadows grew long, disappearing in the half-light.
Blue is everywhere – the sky, the ocean, gemstones, the center of a candle flame . . .
Transition! The first week of Spring and change is strong! And tomorrow is the Full Moon in Libra – how are your partnerships? What have you learned since the new moon two weeks ago, six months ago, eighteen months ago? What is changing? What needs to change? What do you know to be true?