this is water.

blue elephants

when you’re a kid, you color with reckless abandon.

 // you color outside the lines.

// you color however you feel.

blue elephants,
purple trees,
red bears,
green oceans —

it’s all good.

as you get older, though, everyone tells you to stay inside the lines,

to color everything just like you see it.

you end up painting by numbers¹²³ —

whether you actually paint — or — whether you write — or — sing — or —
dance — or — act  — or — direct.

// i think you should create what you feel //

// create outside the lines //

i want to watch green oceans and red bears.
i’d love to listen to purple trees.
and i long to read blue elephants.

watch with awe

// people are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be.

when i look at a sunset,

i don’t find myself saying,

“soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.”

i don’t try to control a sunset.

// i watch with awe as it unfolds.

× carl r. rogers ×
from
on becoming a person: a therapist’s view of psychotherapy