I saw 3 of them in LA. One of them was horizon to horizon – a big glimmering RoyGBiv arch gleaming against the inky grey clouds behind it. The best rainbow I’ve ever seen. I also saw one while I was standing with my aching feet in the cold Pacific Ocean. I had been standing there for, oh, 40 minutes. I felt vaguely autistic about the ocean, and about my feet being in the ocean. I couldn’t leave. There was something healing going on, I could feel it. That was why I could not move, even when the waves were high enough to soak my rolled-up pants. Healing. On a deep spiritual level. Cold, salty, rushing foam all around me. And then there was the rainbow. I consider it a good omen.
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Visions of rainbows seem perfectly appropriate considering the completion of your transformation into a gay man following the Liza concert.
On a serious note: The ocean can definitely have physically and spiritually healing effects.
Patrick – I just stood there in the ocean, literally in a rapture. I felt all this pain and loneliness leaving me, washing away. I have no idea how long I stood there. An hour? It was awesome.
Oh, and as a Rhode Island girl – it’s like the ocean is a DRUG for me. It really is.
Sometimes I am amazed I was able to live away from it for so long.
I avoided the beach and the ocean for years and finally went back after over a decade. (Ever hear of BDD?) Anyway, that first day back just sort of floating quietly in the water with one of my friends was one of the best days of my adult life. If you float out into the water away from shore and just sort of bob there and let the waves carry you everything on shore is blocked out; the noise, the people, the traffic.
Geek note: So I was playing Cranium with my family, during which, my niece asked me what the colors of the rainbow were. I replied using the classic Roy G Biv mnemonic… and was told by a snarky 10 year old that I was WRONG!!!…Turns out most science communities (including NASA!) have quietly dropped Indigo from the rainbow/prism spectrum.
Those BASTARDS! They obviously were sneakier than the astronomers that yanked Pluto out of the solar system planets and just hid this change so that 10 year olds could show up their uncles…
Patrick – what’s BDD??
I had a day at the beach like that this summer – with Mitchell and a couple other gay boy friends. We literally spent HOURS just floating around in the water … It was endless. I felt like a new woman at the end of the day.
Beach Diaster Disorder? No, Beach Deficit Disorder?
Oh, and I live on an island and I miss the frickin beach. I suffer from BDD too. :-(
Undiagnosed body dismorphic disorder.