the modern Nut, via http://the-broom-cupboard.blogspot.ch/2011/07/facebook-page-for-goddess-nut.html
If it is true, as Flaubert says, that one does not choose their subject matter but rather submits to it, then I must write about the colour blue today. You have heard of the Grand Water Trine currently in operation on our beautiful Blue Planet. At the moment, I am dreaming of nothing else but submerging myself in a crystal clear, blue lagoon and never leaving. Alternatively, I could spend hours now gazing at some azure Alpine lake or just sitting on the shores of Lake Lucerne and dreaming.
Then there are other meaningful coincidences. While shopping for clothes I need to decide – the red or the dark blue blouse? Very uncharacteristically for myself, I went for the latter. Before the days of gender equality, boys’ rooms were painted blue, girls’ pink – I thought to myself but did not see my decision as an act of defiance, but more as an act of giving in to my thirst for blue. Then I saw this wonderful bird on the Internet – the blue-footed booby. Its bright blue feet are a sexually selected trait. Males display their feet in an elaborate mating ritual by basically dancing, which you can see on youtube. Brighter feet are deemed more attractive.
Symbolically, dark blue belongs to a group of colours that correspond to dissimilation and passivity along with violet and black. But clear or light blue stands for thinking and clarity, a quality denied to girls in the past. Dark blue is the colour of the night and the unconscious processes of the psyche. Blue is a wonderful symbolic colour because it stands for height (sky) and depth (ocean) at the same time. Soaring with the Great Spirit and going deeper and deeper with only your Soul as a companion. Transcendence and immanence. Darkness and clarity. Blue is the colour of the throat chakra, which symbolizes our ability to express ourselves through speech. The throat chakra also deals with decisiveness and self-expression via communication. Forgiving yourself and forgiving others for the wrong words that have been said and learning to trust again is what I also associate with this energy centre. I would also like to acquire a voice that is heard and listened to. How to be an authority without being condescending or paternal? How to stand your ground but speak with empathy and kindness?
the throat chakra, via http://www.thejoyoflivingwell.com/1/post/2013/01/forgiveness-and-the-throat-chakra.html
I would also like to express my gratitude to a fellow blogger from ptero9.wordpress.com for her series on James Hillman’s Alchemical Psychology. I have not read that book but I hope to in the future. Here is a link to part II dedicated to the colour blue: http://ptero9.com/2013/07/18/alchemical-psychology-part-ii-blue/
But you may want to take a look at the first part about black as well.
According to Hillman, in the alchemical process, from the depression and despair connected with black comes the blue reflection. In the darker times of our lives we need to disown and let go of certain attachments that no longer serve us. With it inevitably comes a sense of sadness – feeling blue as it were. Forgiveness is a necessary part of the process. Quoting Hillman after my blogger friend:
The dark blue of the Madonna’s robe bears many shadows, and these give her depths of understanding, just as the mind made on the moon has lived with Lilith so that its thought can never be naive, never cease to strike deep toward shadows. Blue protects white from innocence.
Less innocent and naïve but wiser perhaps. I like this sentence from her post: “Blue keeps us in touch with the black of the underworld, the darkness and sometimes terrifying nature of life, giving us enough distance that we neither identify with the darkness, nor the childish insistence that everything is good.” There are certain events in life which decisively mark the end of childhood innocence. I am compelled to reread Night by Elie Wiesel about his experience as a prisoner in the concentration camp of Auschwitz, where he as a teenager was with his father. As a matter of fact, I was not born far from that place and a school trip there is still painfully vivid in my memory. Wiesel’s series Night, Dawn and Day shows his transition from the darkness of post-Holocaust despair to a new light and hope. As I remember it, the book is ruthless and painful.
One of the protagonists of Night says: “I pray to the God within me that He will give me the strength to ask Him the right questions.”
I pray to find my own voice that is both deep as dark water and clear as blue sky.
Rothko, Blue, Green and Brown (no other painter understood colour better than him)
Picasso, The Blue Room