It Just Is

“What makes Blue?”
She’s seven, and Autistic, which just means that sometimes you have to take that extra second, or minute to explain something to her that another child would just accept as fact, without an explanation being necessary. I have found however that it is often in the explaining that I gain a better understanding of that which I am attempting to elucidate for her.
We were discussing colors and how when you mix white and red you get pink, and so forth.  “I know” she said, “red and blue make purple—your favorite color! But what about blue? What makes blue?”
Blue just is, I told her, because it was late and I was not in the mood.
“Yes. But what makes Blue?”
And I told her, kind of with exasperation, “Blue is just blue. It just is.”
And I am thinking about the sun and water in the atmosphere and prisms and primary colors and secondary colors and different hues and rainbows and wheel charts from when I was in first grade and baby food jars filled with gloppy cheap paint and giant brushes for little hands and the sky, and blue eyes and…
And I was thinking about this long after she went to bed too. I have been doing some serious spiritual work lately, recovering from a nervous break down. Something I read came back to me, about how god works in our lives, about how so many people are misguided in their approach to incorporating love into their lives. The example was the sun, how once we accept that there is a sun, we don’t spend every waking moment praying to the sun to give us light, and heat, and life—we just accept that the sun is always there and will provide those things for us.
That is how it is with god. Once you accept that there is love in the universe, love that is not only there for us to tap into but is actually who we are, we shouldn’t feel the need to implore the universe to intervene, to help us, to provide for us.
It all just is.
Once you accept this premise, the rest is just living, breathing, until you don’t anymore, and then perhaps you begin at death, to understand far more than you could ever imagine while you were still breathing and cursing the weather, or your luck, or any number of inane things we trouble ourselves with.
It just is.
Yeah. I’m getting it, little by little and I am healing and I am feeling stronger and more confident and at peace every day.
Of course I am not doing it alone.
I have help.
Okay, do not even get me started on Aqua. 
Quintesse Quintesse
51-55, F
14 Responses Oct 31, 2011

Blue has always been her favorite color. As an infant she reached for anything blue and it is still true to this day. But try explaining colors sometime. It's not easy! Sometimes I decide that colors are feelings. Other times I think they are illusions. But it doesn't matter because with Autism the more complicated the explanation and the more complicated the concept the more likely it is that you will be wasting your time going into grand explanations.
I like "It just is" End of story. And she seemed to accept that.
But I'm with you. I say, keep the questions coming. I need the material, haha.

I am familiar with Temple Grandin but I have not seen the movie. Thanks though. <br />
Jenvice and Fungirl, thank you so much for your kind words and support. I appreciate it. <br />
And Toy, that's fine, but perhaps you were looking for the "I Don't Believe in Miracles" group. It's over on the other side of Ep where all the negative people hang out.<br />
Have fun!

Beautiful story. Have you ever seen the movie 'Temple Grandin', its available on dvd.<br /><br />

I think you are right on the money Q. I think that they force us to stop and really look at things from their viewpoint. I have learned so much in the last two years from my niece that I honestly would never have even considered a thought before. She is a miracle and my greatest blessing in life. I am actually working on a piece about her for another site but after reading your contribution here I might post it here as well. I will be back in the states in late November and I will most likely post it then.

Thank you for being willing to share your life and your thoughts. Blue is blue cause it just is....<br />
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Many blessings on your recovery, I have been there and I guess I am finally feeling as if I have reached a new me. I am not who I was but I am who I was always meant to be. I think it took falling to come back to my true self.

You know why I think children have so much to teach us? What you said--the passage, except for the millstone part (I believe sin is subjective).<br />
They do make us think in much simpler terms. It really isn't as difficult as we think it is; that's what I'm learning.<br />
Thank you so much. <br />
They do ask a lot of questions. It is a good thing because they are constantly forcing us to come up with the answers. Ignore them at your peril I say.

I love how small children really make us think about the world around us and that is whether we are spiritual or not. One of my favorite Bible verses that just really makes me stop and see the beauty all around me is the following. . . . "And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them and said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. “Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me, but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea." (Matthew 18:2-6 ESV) I think about this verse every time my little niece racks my nerves with all her "whys" and believe me she is full of them :). It makes me stop and think about how it is my responsibility to help her along her journey. Good post... thanks for sharing.

What is it with kids and colors? Isn't it obvious? Blue is...that is, blue is the result of...It's the prism...and the breaks into fragments...<br />
Oh for heaven's sake, it just is. <br />
Now go to bed.<br />
Or if you're me you say, "We'll talk about it tomorrow." <br />
(So I can come up with an answer)

My children also asked me very recently how they make blue, if you can't mix other colors to get it. I said, umm, I think it occurs naturally in plants. Something about a yucca? If you really want to know, look it up. Now I wish I got more spiritual and ethereal about it :)

Oh man. Thank you. <br />
She makes my life more beautiful in so many ways----plus she provides a lot of my material, haha.

Great story again, Q. "It just is." Your comparison to God (Love) fits the same scenario. When there aren't words to fully comprehend, acceptence of existence is the best possible explanation. I like and agree with you.

I guess it's pretty much the definition of organized religion...<br />
because it says so right here, and because that's what all the rest of us are doing. Now quit questioning everything and go collect the money.

"Just because." or as my mother used to say, "Because I said so."<br />
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It is really hard to understand, to grasp, I think, until you realize that the more simple the approach the more clear it all becomes.

I think it's that "being" instead of "doing" thing again isn't it? Acceptance and going with the flow of things. I suspect so anyhow. I don't have any answers or additions to make to what you've said, but I do think you're right. And you know I wish you well.