Feeling blue? Here's a reframe of blue for you. Dedicated to the memory of Ruth Bader Ginsburg and all women who are ruthlessly dedicated to making the world a better place. Subscribe to a Muse's Daydream of Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Stitcher and where most podcasts can be found.
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Dedicated to the memory of Ruth Bader Ginsberg
I held blue captive yesterday in a large plastic tub from Target.
The sky went white, the ocean orange, the blue jay red.
I took blue out and wrapped it around me to feel how blue could feel.
I felt the history of the sky.
I knew its gravity, its view, its preoccupations, its ubiquity.
I knew its limitlessness. Its grasp of orbit.
I tasted blue, it tasted grape.
It smelled of delphinium and pie and the sea.
I spun it in the air, blue turned to cadmium, azure, denim, satin, velvet.
It turned green in the sun's yellow and midnight as the moon turned its back.
Then I set blue free.
It seeped out of the tub, out my door and in grand ceremony, at once filled bird and sky and ocean ...
And then I wrote this:
Sometimes I feel like I’m held captive
Then I remember if I want I can seep of out my tub, out the door and in grand ceremony, fill the sky, like blue. A lot like poetry and prose and art, music and dance and then maybe have some pie. And so can you. Ruthlessly dedicate yourself to your passion.