A Tale About the Truth (and Colours)

Let me tell you the truth about colours.

And by trying to do so, I will take you a good 30 years back.

This is the story behind the colour on my webpage.

So, what color do you see?

I remember many things from my childhood. But this is the only memory I have about colour.

Being a child around 8, I recall sitting on the bed in my parent's bedroom, talking to my Mom, watching her getting ready. I commented on the green dress she was putting on and she went like this:

"What do you mean, this is blue!"

So the fight began.

Stubborn as we both are, we wouldn't give in. Needless to say, none of us could succeed in convincing the other of our truth. We didn't settle this matter and I remember leaving this conversation bewildered about HOW she can not see it's green. That might have been the point in my life, when I slowly started to realize, that not always I will be understood.

Sorry, Mom, it was green. It was and always will be. To me (at least). And you can go and wear your blue dress...

And that was the time when I realized, everyone sees colors differently. But not only that. Everyone sees the world differently, through their optics, tilted by their perspective of past experiences and sieved through their filter of perception. Hence, there is not just one point of view, not one pair of eyes nor one universal truth. We all have our stories that shaped, who we are and how we look at the world. And therefore the same dress might seem blue to you and green to me.

(Hey, let's not get into the details and specifics of the anatomy of the eye, ok?)

No matter how much convincing I put into it, the fact remains that to you, it is and always will be blue.

We can argue all we want. To you, it is blue, to me it is green.

And that is OK, because (not only) does each of us see colors differently, but we all have our own truth (and stubbornness). Even if we cannot always agree on the same thing, we can still appreciate and respect each other's perspectives and individuality.

And sometimes it is not at all about the truth itself, rather than finding ways of understanding each other and seeing each other's "why."

So, my dear friends, I wish you to be able to get out of your own way. (I wouldn't wish anything less for me either...)

Love,

Seyya.