Color Blind by Leslie Noyes
I once professed to color blindness, black, white, red, brown, all people looked the same, I claimed,
But the skin and its store of melanin or lack thereof does not a person make. No, color is bone deep,
Soul drenched, and we are different in beautifully messy ways. Better to be color aware than color
Blind. Better to celebrate the tints and tinges of pigments than to ignore our unique differences.
Peace, people.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Such true words Leslie x
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Thank you!
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Well put!! ~Frazier
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Many thanks!
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well put indeed, and well written
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Thank you!
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Quite right
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This is an eloquent way to express the value of diversity. I love this phrase “different in beautifully messy ways” – isn’t that a blessing!
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It is a blessing! Thanks for reading and commenting.
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