the colour of my soul

Blue-green, or turquoise, always seemed to be the colour of choice when asked for one that represents me. Then, some time earlier this year, I had that unforgettable dream of being in that turquoise room, on the beach. Where I was sitting comfortably, until I witnessed the sea waves approaching from the window. Not threatening waves; just big, majestic ones.

The significance of the colour just came back to me. Blue-green; turquoise.

And it makes a nice name for this space. This space in which I have decided to choose for my active imagination practice. It's exciting. I'm looking forward to doing this. Revisiting the spaces in my mind and the personas that reside within, so that I may grow inside, and outwards, to fulfill the potential of my soul.