The “Thought Sauce” for today, as I prepare to leave my Sparkle Oasis for the No Kings Protest.

One day, after my world had fallen apart again, I’d noticed a rainbow refraction on the floor. It had already been dawning on me how very dark and dungeon-like my marital home had been. At first, I’d noticed the light in my new home.

I’d always been fascinated by rainbows. They’d come to symbolize many different things and society, in general, has attached significant meanings.

I remember, as a child, marveling at “rainbows” on pavement, not understanding the harmful chemicals leaching into the ground and our air. “My, look at all the pretty colors.”

As an adult, I’ve realized two things that our oppose one another, either out in the open or hidden, can both be true.

It was after I noticed the first rainbow, one I did not create by any known source, but through a privacy film installed on the bathroom window by the previous owner, that I began to refer to my home as my “Sparkle Oasis,” my place of peace.

Eventually, I applied some window filters of my own, tearing down the worn mini blinds, which I’ve guess I developed an intense dislike of over the years. I have barely wanted to put up any curtains, though that is not practical in a 1972 Homette Mobile home. There is one exception. I must have complete darkness to sleep. I control the light permitted there.

Here is where I live.

Here is where I have found peace.

Here is where I create.

People who knew me, might find this “me” a little unsettling.

It’s funny, though, because I don’t feel like I’m the one who changed.

I didn’t change.

I sought knowledge, I leaned toward embracing life and its experiences, I tried, I failed, I got back up and tried again. I bore witness. I held space. I admitted wrong.

I took accountability, not just for my present but also seeing areas where I may have made a choice that didn’t turn out so well. I’m human. I’m a first child, a daughter, the eldest, and all that goes along with it.

I’m in college and about to turn sixty. It’s the Chinese Year of the Fire Horse. I’m an Aries, Aries, Capricorn, (according to modern astrology) I’m on the cusp with very thin degree margins with a stellium of planetary alignments in my 12th House that’s energetically amazing….

All to say my creativity is on FIRE and it’s the tail end of my Saturn Return. Yes, all my life I embraced Christianity. Spiritual practice is a part of how I’ve made sense of life after a trauma-filled childhood.

To me, rainbows symbolize new beginning energy.