Feeling blue

Do these emotional states I’m zipping through, and corresponding colors, mimic the stages of grief?  A little bit?


Now I’m blue.  The absence, or “death,” of my nuclear family is being felt for the first time this year with the holidays approaching.  I try to replace the blue thoughts with sunny, yellow ones, but the blue ones can seep into the slimmest cracks of lemony resolve.

Some would say to “be” them.  Be the blue thoughts fully and THEN release them.  The holidays are supposed to be green and red, white and gold, not blue.  Yet, here I am.

This image has a little purple in it.  That seems to warm up the cool blue like a hot, stinging punch in the nose.


Moving on…




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