The man and woman were intensely arguing. I felt sorry for them. What was so wrong that Christmas couldn’t cure? Of course, I was being silly. I recalled similar situations in my own life when I didn’t care that the day was beautiful. Arguing to settle differences still made perfect sense. Just as I passed them, the craziness went beserk. The car swung sharply to the left, into the shrubs lining the freeway. One of them must have instantly reacted to the peril their anger had placed them in.
Then I realized that one of life’s deepest secrets for harmony and joy was unfolding before my eyes. A positive attitude towards distractions and diversions. Learning to deal with them in a positive manner. You can not get away from your baby. She is you and you are her. Tucked away, she is still calling for attention. What to do? Accept the necessary. Do more than accept. Enjoy it. Your world is full of people. Family has needs – each different. Friends want to stay in touch – often passing on annoying messages. Colleagues have questions, queries and quests. They are your world and you are theirs.
I think the rainbow expresses the complexity, the process, and the effect of leadership. It takes many strands of values, attitudes and formulations of activities to lead oneself and any group successfully. While the strands may be different, they have to move in harmony. The diversities have to be carefully layered in order to lead to the desired effect of beauty and elegance and progress.
When we fail to align the internal truth of what we believe and ascribe to, with the external truth of our work; when we fail to speak up – and pretend to be part of what we do not believe in, we open ourselves up to ‘war’. War in our own souls. War between our internal and external worlds. War in the outcomes of our lives. We live a disintegrated life. And when the bubble bursts, we are the ones that will be expelled.
Aaron and the rest came down the mountain, shocked that they had seen the ancient God of their fathers, eaten and drank and remained alive. For days after they came from the mountain, none of them could speak and tell their story. Gradually, the fear started to leave them, though the mountain remained engulfed with fire, and Moses and Joshua failed to come down.