The Color Of Friendship
Photo by Fearless<3 on flickr
Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best. The most important. The most useful. The favorite.
Green said:
“Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority.”
Blue interrupted:
“You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing.”
Yellow chuckled:
“You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no fun.”
Orange started next to blow her trumpet:
“I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don’t hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you.”
Red could stand it no longer he shouted out:
“I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life’s blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy.”
Purple rose up to his full height:
He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: “I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey.”
Indigo spoke, more quietly than others, but with determination:
“Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace.”
And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamor, God began to speak:
“You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don’t you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me.”
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands.
God continued:
“From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The Rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow.” And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a Rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.
From Author Unknown
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Synergy…no part alone is as valuable as it is in the collective union.
What is the beauty of one ‘color’ without the complement of others? We are what we are, only in relation with others–Ubuntu http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ubuntu_(philosophy)
many blessings to you and all you hold dear,
CG
Hi Arswino,
You have a knack of finding beautiful stories. I’ve just stumbled this one. I also love the picture your chose - captures the message very well.
I do love this story of how the rainbow came into being. Unity, not separateness, is where peace really lies. Seeing how we are all alike, loving our differences, allowing those differences to be a cause of joy rather than a cause of hatred and fear is really what life is about. Thanks for sharing the wisdom of this story.
Hi Walters, I am agree with you. Synergy is exist because of our difference. Thanks for commenting, Walters.
Hi Daphne, you’re welcome and thank you again for the stumble.
Hi Patricia, welcome and thanks for stopping by. Yes Patricia, oftentimes we see the difference in a negative view, not in a positive view. Thanks for the comment.
Hi Arswino,
Yet, another beautiful story. We have to agree with Daphne…you certainly do have a knack for finding incredible stories which inspire and uplift our spirits.
Each color, like each person, has a purpose in this world. We each have a special contribution in making the world so beautiful. When we’re able to set aside ego and embrace our differences, we can create breathtaking rainbows.
Many Blessings….
Roxanne and Hugo
~ Believe Achieve ~
Your story reminds me of the body story where all the organs argue who is most important.
All our organs, colors and people in our lives are all connected. Once we realize that we are all important that’s when we can stop creating boundaries and open toward love.
What a wonderful story
We need all of colors in our live. When we have the rainbow in us, we live in peace.
Thank you,
Giovanna Garcia
Imperfect Action is better than No Action
Hi Hugo and Roxanne, thank you so much.
I’ll try to give the best stories I can.
Hi Karl, I remember the story. The inside is nobody is unimportant. Everybody has their own uniqueness. Thanks for the comment, Karl.
Hi Giovanna, thank you You’re right, the colors in our live can make us to live in harmony. Thank you for your comment, Giovanna.
Hi Arswino,
Wonderful story of how our ‘uniqueness’ is a gift for us to share - not to boast about. I love this, thanks!
Hi Arswino! I love your stories - they convey the messages so powerfully. It’s about coexisting harmoniously together and attaining higher heights as a group. I’ve stumbled/reviewed this post!
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