Why there Are so many songs about Rainbows

There are so many things in this world that we take for granted. We see them all the time so they become mundane. Average. The every day things that if we stop and take a moment to consider, are truly amazing, but because they've become commonplace, we overlook them.

Then there's the other things.

Things that leave us wide-eyed and slack-jawed. They're awesome. Disgusting. Curious and misunderstood.

They're surreal and mysterious and most often, they don't make any sense at all. Yet they still... are. Sometimes those things can hurt us if we move without caution. We get caught up in the moment and throw care to the wind.

And yet... those things are the things most worth pursuing. They're intriguing to us because of their very nature. They leave us with smiles on our faces and butterflies in our stomach. They instill fear in some and bravery in others.

They're a result of circumstance and timing and all the stars aligning at the right moment. They take our breath away and make our heart go pitter-pat and kick in the fight or flight instinct at the back of our minds.

Yet most of us stand our ground.

Why?

Because the chase... the end result... the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow... it's all worth it. We fight through our fire and we hold onto our faith and we push forward.

Sometimes, that faith is blind. And that, my friends, should frighten the living hell out of us. It should shake us to our roots and make us kneel in prayer to whatever gods, old or young, will listen to our pleas.

I'm familiar with fire walking. Not literally, mind you, though I happen to think I'd give that a shot too, if it should cross my path. No, I mean mentally.

It's not fun, but not without merit either. Because when the fire walk is over, after you've walked the bridge, the other side offers peace and cool winds to keep pushing you on.

I'm thankful for both faith and fire this year. I'm a man transformed.

There's scar tissue, yeah, but what else is new?

This year, be thankful for your joys. Be thankful for your pains. They all make us who we are.

Most of all, though, I'm thankful there are still so many things in this world that make absolutely no sense to everyone around me... and that's still ok.

Never become too old for magic. Never become too cynical to be awe struck or amazed.

Never be too old to stop chasing rainbows.

Because no matter how much faith you have to draw on... no matter how much fire you have to walk... what lies on the other side is always worth it if you decide it is.


Happy Thanksgiving.
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