How does the story go? Oh yeah. There once was a very hunky god who used the rainbow as a bridge to find and date Natalie Portman. Right isn’t that how it went? Or was it the leprauchauns that buried the pot of gold and became murderous midgets and harassed Jennifer Aniston? My ultimate, favorite rainbow legend is the story of Hina who used the rainbow to travel up to the sky and live on the moon. (The Hawaiian word for moon is Mahina) I want to travel up to the moon every time I receive bad news. It’s interesting that every time I see a rainbow I am filled with the feeling that everything is as it should be. The rainbow is a bridge for me to move from fear into Joy. It still fills me with a sense of childlike wonder and magic. I love living in the rainbow state.
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