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I have had, for some time now, the theory that the sky affects our moods. If one looks up to the sky in search of something (happiness or something to that effect) comforting, and is welcomed by clear, bright blue, he will most likely be comforted, not by the sky, or some unknown/unseen power, but more likely his spirits will be lifted simply by the invigorating and soothing sight of the happy blue sky above. There is something about it that is, by nature, quite comforting. If however, he is met only by shapeless gray-white clouds, lifelessly gathered to cover the dependably blue sky, merciless to allow the sun to shine through its blanket of humidity, well, I do not think he will find comfort. Perhaps he will become sad, perhaps quiet, perhaps despairing, perhaps his state will not change. But you see, the color gray effects us no matter what we think. It is just not a happy color – and I’m not saying the only color that personifies happiness is yellow, but certainly there are other choices that can better convey this attribute (or state of mind, some might say).

For the last few days it’s been rainy, gray, and cold. All three are unhappy events of nature. Don’t get me wrong, I love the rain. The old saying, “rain, rain go away, come again another day” does not apply to me. In fact I’m very thankful for the rain, and I have very fond memories from the rain, and get deep inspiration from the rain – still, when paired with the color: gray, and the weather: cold, the result is disheartening. And so it has been for the last few days, and so I have felt. Today, G-d granted us a day in which the sun came out! The sky’s happy face was able to shine its beauty down on this frozen world of weariness; to attempt to cheer our dull hearts with its glorious sunshine.

It worked.
M.fs

Look Up

In the early morning hours,
After the late spring showers,
Nothing else is spinning,
And this is just the beginning.
I look up to the sky,
And here’s what I see:
I see the sun start to rise,
Reflected in your eyes.
I see the sky turning light,
As it wakes up from the night.
I see birds start to fly,
In a brilliant colored sky.
So when you’re feeling down,
Look up, and you’ll come around.

Inspiration of the day: caffeine, the smell of fall in the air, a gray sky overhead, a brisk walk, busy day.

Prep for a Sukkot party tonight = wearing me out! Gotta keep looking up at the sky because the sun’s coming out finally! (…blue sky above me is what I now see…)

M.fs