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Creating Encounter in Colour: Fireball

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I hold in my hand a ball of flame so hot and fiery, so vast and powerful, that it is rightly to be marvelled at. It is all your troubles, my beloved, called into flame. For just as a candle melts away as it burns, matter will always be transformed into different energy.

In the same way, all your sorrows and tears will become light for the world. Inside the white-hot sphere, at the centre of this new sun, swirls the rainbow that makes up the spectrum of your sufferings, and the hues hewn from hurt become a dance of joy, colliding colours in a kaleidoscope of changing shapes and patterns the universe has always known.

You read the desert father’s advice, “Why not become flame?” and you heeded it. Rest your weariness here in the palm of my hand, and grow with my powerful love even as you are rightly consumed.

Text © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt  Composite art by R R Wyatt  © used with permission.

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170. Rainbow – Colour Conclusions

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One of my favourite films is The Wizard of Oz. I loved it as a child, and waited eagerly for Dorothy’s world to change from black and white to full Technicolor. In some ways, I feel that this is how God changes our sight when we start to practise contemplation. Things become richer, brighter, fuller. I struggle now to process even a tiny bit of the loveliness I see all around me. Colour is a quality that evokes emotions, memories, connections all over the place. Each one contains a myriad of hues, and the spectrum could be divided ad infinitum, and its colours mixed into thousands of shades, as the paint catalogues constantly sell us, with their exotic sounding names.

Colour is how God has painted the universe, and I don’t know about you, but it never ceases to make my heart leap.

Next we shall be looking at the power of imagination in our seeing.

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017

140. Indoor Rainbow (Light 13)

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God’s promises hold fast indoors as well as in the heavens, and his spectrum of love is both clearly divisible into the named colours we are so familiar with, and yet so full of nuances and gradation, that all of the wavelengths are inseparably necessary in creating the whole.

text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017