Common, Limited and Limitless

This morning enough moisture hung in the air to turn the whole sky an intense salmon pink, and all the land took on the gentled effect of the sky colors. As hours passed, the clouds thickened and the world was colored by quiet grays. Now in late afternoon snow falls and I see the world as through mesh.

We live in a rainbow, and forget to notice, for the colors of the world are so common. Also, the colors of the world change minute by hour by day by season. There is a repetitive similarity, yet there are always subtle differences, all is made new again and again and again in ways easy to overlook.

The old and the new always coexist. The seasons of the year turn one to the next. We label them, and define them in even chunks with definite start and end dates. We often forget to notice that the gestation for spring is happening now in winter, and the fruits of summer and autumn are, therefore, not only present in the springtime burst of glorious energy and are also in gestation in the depth of winter.

We separate things, divide off chunks of time and place and person, define things small so that we can manipulate and understand. It is so hard to see how practical details work when we look through the lenses of continuity and unity. We define and set limits so that we can explore the limitless.