
02/09/2025
This weekend I stood beneath a full rainbow.
A complete arc stretched across the sky, and in that moment, everything stopped.
It struck me how quick we are to live only in our suffering.
To carry pain as if it is the only truth.
To walk with our heads down, forgetting that Spirit is always leaving signs — always reminding us of the magic that still breathes in this world.
The rainbow is not just colour in the sky.
It is a bridge.
It is Spirit showing us that even after the storm, light will always find a way through.
It is a reminder that wholeness exists, even when our hearts feel split apart.
Suffering is part of the path, yes.
But if all we know is suffering, we forget the medicine of beauty.
And beauty is not decoration — beauty heals.
It softens the armour.
It breaks the spell of despair.
It shows us that life is bigger, wider, more mysterious than the wound we hold onto.
So when these moments arrive — a rainbow, a bird call, the stillness of the trees — don’t just look.
Receive it.
Let it enter you.
Let it remind you that you are not only the storm — you are also the light breaking through it.
🌈
— Dorje Rangdol
རྡོ་རྗེ་རང་གྲོལ་