February 28, 2007 10:01 AM

Bluebirds Cannot See the Color Blue

More words of wisdom from my horoscope.

“Bluebirds cannot see the color blue.”
Rob Brezsny, “PRONOIA IS THE ANTIDOTE FOR PARANOIA: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings”

I have a bluebird in the birdhouse in my soul. His song is full of joy. The fact that bluebirds cannot see the color blue reminded me of something Dr. W mentioned the other day. He asked me if I knew of Milarepa. Unfamiliar with Milarepa, I was shown a small seated figurine who was holding his hand to his ear. Dr. W said that he was listening to a beautiful song unaware that he himself was singing. If he had been aware that he himself was singing, it would have been pathetic that he was enchanted by his own voice.

If I am a bluebird, but I can’t see that I am blue, does that make me any less blue? No. If I am luminous, but I can’t see my own light, does that make me any less brilliant? No. OK, now remember that.

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