Somewhere under the rainbow

rainbow shining over a green fieldWhile driving home today I saw a big, soft rainbow spreading across the sky right in front of me. It seemed as if the colors brightened as I drove, because the realization that it was there came on slowly.

It made me start thinking: isn’t it better to be somewhere under the rainbow, after all? Isn’t it more fulfilling to live life in the here and now, enjoying the happiness that reality and real life bring, rather than spending the whole present yearning for the future, the past, or maybe something else entirely?

It made me start thinking: isn’t it better to be somewhere under the rainbow, after all?

I don’t propose that dreaming isn’t wonderful and good. I love to dream. If we only dream and hope and look forward, though, some of the beauty of today can pass by unnoticed.

If we only dream and hope and look forward, though, some of the beauty of today can pass by unnoticed.

My daughter fell asleep in the car as I drove, and I thought, “Oh, great! There is a really firm possibility that she will not nap when we get home now”. Those who have been full-time care-givers to toddlers can probably imagine my fear. Yet, I knew that I wanted to enjoy the beauty of the moment, and really take in the colors of the rainbow; the quiet; the peace that I had at that point in time and space.

We drove into the parking lot, and I went to the back seat to take my daughter out of the car. She kept sleeping. I walked her from the parking lot to the door. She kept sleeping. I walked her up the stairs to our private entrance. She kept sleeping. I walked her into her bedroom, closed the shades, put her down, and she kept sleeping. This was a real “under the rainbow” moment for me; everyday life triumphing and bringing me joy.

 

* The photo in this post was not taken by me, but is free for use with no attribution required.

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