Yellow is a “color capable of charming God.” So wrote Vincent van Gogh from his yellow house in sun-drenched Arles, an experience embedded within his painting of Vase with Fourteen Sunflowers (1889).

 

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Indeed, yellow sings. Yellow hums and smiles and surprises. It warms. It directs. It challenges. It floods dusky places.

Note its presence in the world of our senses: grosgrain bows in the brunette braids of a toddler, forsythias and daffodils and dandelions, mounds of scrambled eggs, lemons and bananas and squash and currents, a wool-pressed cardigan, accents used in decorating, caution lights in street signals, aging of paper, and so much more.

The world we cannot see also contains the color yellow: the third chakra, center of confidence, decision-making, and personal power; shimmering dreams; the halos of saints; lesser sunny spirits; the transitional stage (citrinitas) in the alchemical transformation from chaos to the philosopher’s stone.

However, there is a dawn-light that preempts all the above; it washed that empty rock-hewn tomb in first-century-Palestine and still compels spirits to a giddying hope.

Happy Easter!

 

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