Next, I want to talk about Nice - or maybe I'm speaking about the whole of the South of France. I'm calling it yellow because yellow is the Sphere of Expansion and Clarity. That's what we felt from the moment we got off the train.
The train trip from Venice to Nice was grueling, believe it or not. We had to change trains twice. We got on the train at 7:00 AM in Venice, having downed a quick croissant and cappuccino in the station. Not to worry, we had a forty-five minute layover in Milano. We would get food there. Ooops. Train left Venice 40 minutes late. Barely made the next train. The trip was beautiful. The mountainous regions of northern Italy certainly awaken ones sense of pastoral beauty, and the vision of Monte Carlo from the tracks was breathtaking. But we were hungry. We had to change trains again in Ventimiglia. Again, we literally hopped on the train as the doors were closing. Big time stress.
That's all the back story so that you can understand how magnificent it was to arrive in Nice. Suddenly the clouds parted (literally - it was raining as we arrived and sunny by the time we checked into the hotel and hit the streets.) The yellowness of the sun and the fresh smells courtesy of the rain made everything sparkle. Have you ever noticed how every color is "more of itself" when the light of the sun hits it? That's how Nice was for us. More of itself.
The streets were filled with people of every age, every culture, every creed, all of whom seemed "more alive" than usual. Elderly people strolled holding hands. Young people laughed and sort of skipped along the walkways. The Vespas were shiney and quieter than they had seemed in Italy. Of course, the Mediterranean's rich color mesmerized us. The food was exquisite (well, we were pretty hungry, but I honestly think it was really good.) Musicians performed in the streets. Everywhere one saw the "beautiful people," because everyone was beautiful.
Did I imagine all this? The Yellow Sphere contains the principles of Beauty, Awareness, Gratitude and Desire. You know, they were all there, fully expressing themselves, joyously announcing themselves, ornately displaying themselves in Nice. I'm just sayin'. . .
What is it that brings Yellow forward in Nice? The negative ions in the air from the Mediterranean? The "we're on vacation here" attitude? The artistic way the city is laid out? Whatever caused it, the morphic field of Nice is nice!
The train trip from Venice to Nice was grueling, believe it or not. We had to change trains twice. We got on the train at 7:00 AM in Venice, having downed a quick croissant and cappuccino in the station. Not to worry, we had a forty-five minute layover in Milano. We would get food there. Ooops. Train left Venice 40 minutes late. Barely made the next train. The trip was beautiful. The mountainous regions of northern Italy certainly awaken ones sense of pastoral beauty, and the vision of Monte Carlo from the tracks was breathtaking. But we were hungry. We had to change trains again in Ventimiglia. Again, we literally hopped on the train as the doors were closing. Big time stress.
That's all the back story so that you can understand how magnificent it was to arrive in Nice. Suddenly the clouds parted (literally - it was raining as we arrived and sunny by the time we checked into the hotel and hit the streets.) The yellowness of the sun and the fresh smells courtesy of the rain made everything sparkle. Have you ever noticed how every color is "more of itself" when the light of the sun hits it? That's how Nice was for us. More of itself.
The streets were filled with people of every age, every culture, every creed, all of whom seemed "more alive" than usual. Elderly people strolled holding hands. Young people laughed and sort of skipped along the walkways. The Vespas were shiney and quieter than they had seemed in Italy. Of course, the Mediterranean's rich color mesmerized us. The food was exquisite (well, we were pretty hungry, but I honestly think it was really good.) Musicians performed in the streets. Everywhere one saw the "beautiful people," because everyone was beautiful.
Did I imagine all this? The Yellow Sphere contains the principles of Beauty, Awareness, Gratitude and Desire. You know, they were all there, fully expressing themselves, joyously announcing themselves, ornately displaying themselves in Nice. I'm just sayin'. . .
What is it that brings Yellow forward in Nice? The negative ions in the air from the Mediterranean? The "we're on vacation here" attitude? The artistic way the city is laid out? Whatever caused it, the morphic field of Nice is nice!
After reading Connie’s post, I had the feeling of sitting in dream circle, as if slipping right into her brilliant imagery walking down the sparkling streets and smelling great smells. Her words seemed to make it easy for my senses to “see the light” of her story.
ReplyDelete“Light is necessary for vision. In the dream, we do depend on light. It’s the light of the Void, the divine light of the Great Mystery that embraces us in the dreamtime and illumines our dream experiences. Since, as Goethe says, ‘yellow is the color closest to light’, yellow permeates every dream image.” (A Colorful Life)
The Council of Clarity and Expansion speaks through Connie’s Nice Story and perhaps her Venus in Desire is adding to the e-motion here. Whether or not we have a placement in the yellow sphere matters not, as this story is an enlightenment catalyst. My birth group (Neptune/Desire) loves stories like these, as we remember how much life is a gift and walking our outer waking dream as the inner dreamtime. Thank you so much for this bright sunny experience!
MMMMM...Sounds like a place I want to be in. I may start wearing yellow after this description. Thank you!
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Your description of your experience of Nice makes me feel like I am there too. Thank you for your gift of story telling. I wonder if your being there grounded the energies of Yellow more powerfully...BC
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