So, why all the Red?

This post is for beautiful Deva Kate who thinks she will never have a "sexy" Facebook picture because she smiles with her whole body. What's not sexy about that? Katie could give us all a lesson in being hot from the inside out.

But, the question is Why All the Red? Why should we have the Reddest Day Ever, why not green or blue or purple? The truth is that if green makes your cells sing, if blue makes you feel hotter than hot, or purple makes you feel like you're in the lap of Goddess herself then by all means, have the Greenest, Bluest, Purplest Day Ever!

But, for me it has always been Red. I have this memory from maybe the 2nd or 3rd grade, when the most important social question among friends was "What's your favorite color?" - I would always say Red. One time a friend rolled her eyes and informed me that red was so last year, that everyone always said red and that I should be more original. I probably caved and that was the beginning of a lavender stage that lasted through puberty, but deep down I knew that Red was where it was at.

In college, when I started wearing clothes that I liked instead of what everyone else was wearing, I noticed that my closet had more red in it than any other color. After seeing Steel Magnolias, I started saying that Red was my "Signature Color." Did I read anything spiritual into it? No. I just knew that when I wore Red I got compliments, that it brought out the blue of my eyes and made me feel good.

It wasn't until I truly met God and started calling her Mother that I began to read something more into the color. For one, Red has pretty blatantly naughty connotations in our culture. The devil is portrayed in Red, the sexual temptress wears Red (that infamous letter wasn't Scarlet for no reason). As I began delving into the Goddess cultures of the globe, I found that wherever She survived, she was often Red. Especially in India, Africa.,Asia and ancient Mesopotamia. Think of the blood red sun on the Japanese flag - the sun Goddess Amaterasu.

In the Chakra system of Chinese medicine, the first or base Chakra is Red. This chakra represents where we come from, who we think of ourselves as, what we believe about ourselves. It is our base, our foundation. Imbalances in the first chakra can come from experiences in our childhood, beliefs instilled by our original families, and even belief systems passed down by generations through a collective consciousness. If your Red chakra is out of whack, chances are a couple others are too and its easier to deal with the orange or blue if you've balanced out the Red first.

When we think of Mother Earth we think of green for the plants or blue for the waters or brown for the soils. But, Mother Nature is a playful vixen and one of her favorite accent colors is Red. Some of the most profoundly beautiful, awe inspiring sights in nature - like a deciduous forest in October, or a garden full of love colored roses, or a sunset over the Pacific, or the indescribable majesty of America's deserts - are Red. I think She throws it in for the sheer joy of it. For the simple deliciousness of a wonderful surprise.

As a human being, the very stuff of my cells is Red. Can you imagine bleeding any other color? As a woman, that time of every month when my spirit calls me inward and, if I remember to listen, I hear Her voice more clearly, is marked by Red. (That time that has been shamed, made dirty and disgusting - that we are taught to revile - that is our "curse" - that because we have stuffed our emotions and intuition for so long becomes uncomfortable, painful and messy. That in reality represent our true power and essence, demonstrating physically what we have always been spiritually, i.e. unstoppable creators.)

Red, to me, is the most feminine of all colors. There is some irony in the fact that we dress our little girls in pink - watering down their essence, their gorgeousness into an acceptable, quiet, sweet, washed out version of themselves. Red is unorthodox, passionate, playful, ferocious, healthy, sexy, devious, and in western cultures, heretical. It is grace-full and fire-full, joy-full, and peace-full. It is both a vibrant shout and a whisper in the silent darkness.

It is Love-Full.

Stop for a moment and feel your fierce Red woman's heart beating, feel your essence coming from the deep Redness of your womb-space - now declare and intend that today, and tomorrow and every day after, will to the best of your ability be......

The Reddest Day Ever!

In Grace,

Kell