The rainbow, in aboriginal legends , symbolizes a road travelled by animals who seek solace in the Sky World, They take this colorful arched route, to find a place away, a place that takes them away from the new oppressor who has arrived in the Earth World, the European.
As we give our thanks for the harvest, how will we travel our road of giving in the months to come?
Will we be like the Pharisees, who wear their piety on their sleeves, for all to see,
or will we give anonymously, quietly without notice?
Shakespeare’s Portia in the Merchant of Venice cites a verse that when Mercy is changed for Giving, .. is almost as powerful.
The quality of giving is not strain’d
It droppeth as a gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath; it is twice bless’d
It blessed him that gives and him that takes
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
The throned monarch better that the crown…
It is an attribute to The Creator himself.
And as we travel our road, may we not be prey to the Slough of Despond (Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress) but rather see that there is comfort in the giving &mercy that Portia so wisely talks about.
Right now, I am thinking about so many of you who are making changes, or are entering a new stage of life, a milestone, a stones throw away from risk taking, just simply trudging on and on and on….. I will say a little prayer for all of you.
Have a great WEND.
Best regards from