Rainbow Reality: A Solstice Dream
Earlier in the pages of The Chrysalis I “confessed” — if that is the right word — that most of the subjects about which I post are first formed and suggested in my dreams. Sometimes the recollection of the dream occurs to me only after I post on a topic.
Of late I have been having strange and peculiar dreams, and if my recall has improved in this respect it is because I’ve taken to splitting my night-time sleep into two or three blocks. This has had the side-effect of improving my dream re-collection and recall.
Today, I want to share a fragment of a dream I had this morning, although the larger context of the dream fragment escapes my recollection.
A thought forms in my mind “reality is all the colours”. This thought form is, nonetheless, accompanied by a peculiar and seemingly incongruous image. Rainwater is flowing down from the roof of my Jeep, forming many broad rivulets and beautiful waveforms as it runs down and over the windshield.
Looking at this, I have the impression that it is a variation on the theme of the prism, the discrete wave-like rivulets flowing down and over the windshield being akin to beams of refracted white light. The rainwater is like white light, and the wide, flowing rivulets formed on the windshield are the various pathways the white light takes as it refracts into the colours. Each rivulet follows its own path, yet it remains within the context of a harmonious whole.
In that sense, “reality is all the colours” has the equivalent meaning, “reality is light”, and the strange image of rainwater running over the windshield of the Jeep is the dream’s attempt to concretise, in one synthetic image, many meanings — reality is light, the light is one, the light is the energetic flux or flow, and although the energetic flux and flow may individuate and particularise as “colours”, streams, or rivulets, and each may follow many different paths, it remains nonetheless one whole, connected to its source — the rain.
At first, I was very puzzled by the image of the Jeep and the windshield. It seemed quite banal. A little reflection, however, revealed to me its significance. Each waveform is free to follow its own path and to individuate, albeit within the dimensions suggested by the breadth of the Jeep itself. The windshield and its dimensions or limits are a symbol for physical reality, the space-time framework, or what Mr. Isaac Newton called “the Frame of the World”. The windshield combines apparent limit and solidity but with effective transparency. It actually couldn’t have been more perfect. It brings to mind Paul’s words from Corinthians,
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
This “glass” is the windshield and its apparent solidity, and it becomes a metaphor for physical reality and its apparent solidity despite its implicit quality of transparency or translucency.
I wake up, then, mulling over the thought, “reality is all the colours”, and that these “colours” are the hues and tones of consciousness itself, something that even becomes explicit in the theory called “Spiral Dynamics“, or in the colours of the chakras. In that sense, a human being is also a rainbow
But it also leads me to muse on the significance of colour for identifying political formations and ideologies, which takes a more disturbing turn when I relate this to the present danger of resurgent fascism or totalitarianism — the uniformed mind in the form of black shirts, the brown shirts, the silver shirts. It’s a mentality such as insists, “I shall see only Blue. What is not Blue I shall refuse to see or acknowledge. What is not Blue shall be denied, ignored, suppressed, repressed, or destroyed. The “truth” is not many-coloured, like Joseph’s many-coloured cloak. Reality shall be one colour only.”
Joseph’s “many-coloured cloak” is not only a symbol for the “cloak” of physical reality — the garment worn by Nature — it recalls the rainbow, and the spiritual symbolism of the rainbow as we encounter it in the Old Testament as a symbol of peace and the Truce of God. (The many-coloured “cloak” may even be a symbol for the human body when one considers the chakras, for William Blake also calls the body a “garment”). Jehovah, you may recall, set up the rainbow after the Deluge as a sign of his truce with mankind, and the rainbow is still used to this day as a symbol of peace after the storm.
The fascist mentality does not honour the rainbow. One might as well resent the rainbow as something imperfect because it is formed of many colours. But that is to resent the light, and that belongs to the demonic, much like H.G. Well’s subterranean dwelling Morlocks in The Time Machine. Is the rainbow built of mutually antagonistic colours? But in the Old Testament, it is the symbol of peace, of Jehovah’s truce with mankind.
The fascist mentality does not like the peace of the rainbow. It prefers the rage and violence of the Storm. “Sturm brich los!”, shouted Nazi propaganda minister Joseph Goebbels at his infamous 1943 speech at the Berlin Sportpalast where he called for “total war”, a phrase disturbingly resurrected by neo-conservatives in the George W. Bush administration.
Total war. One colour, and that colour shall be red. The Storm — “Shock and Awe” — and not the rainbow.
That is why fascism — totalitarianism generally — belongs to darkness, and why all its symbols are the symbols of the darkness and the demonic — of a mentality cut off from the light; why it prefers war to peace and the uniform to the diverse, and mechanisation to humanisation. “Reality is all the colours” means, in effect, the realisation and reality of the integral consciousness — but the fascistic mentality will have no part of that, which is why it is essentially nihilistic, or otherwise confuses the whole with a mere totality.