Sometimes the colors in the sky remind us that everything is a reflection of light. Transcending the reflections of the unconscious, which is like water, the ideas of fixed thoughts and collective ideas that trap the mind in projections of the Self, dissolve. Then, when we understand from our own experience that what you see is what you are, the sunsets appear to remind you to look beyond the words and stories that are told all around. That if the sky is air, that if the sea is land, that if you, that if I, that if we ought to be this way or that if we ought to be like that, the "ought to be" turns into oranges, blues and violets, in the the peace you feel inside and the compassion you have cultivated in the reflection of what others see in you, when they insist on telling you what is that you are feeling without ever approaching or even asking you what your color is.
Compassion, love, compassion, love, feel compassion and love for the feelings of others; for what they see in you can very well be just their own reflected understanding of who they are. Be grateful when you are the one with the bliss of such an insight.
May all beings share my merits in Dhamma, may all beings find peace, harmony, happiness, within themselves, outside themselves, for their own good and for the good of the entire Universe.
I wish you a thousand sunsets illuminated with the brightness of the purity of your own light. Simple in being, happy to stay as you are.
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