The power of green one should never underestimate.
I remember vividly a time long ago when I was ill, so ill that I had to leave home to be near the sea in an effort to get better, which I eventually did. And during this difficult time I lived in a house, where there was a room, 'the green room' as I liked to call it, which helped me -in more ways than I can name- to get better. So whenever I see photos of rooms in green I am taken -quite literally- aback to this time, where I was also in a green room.
I had never liked the colour green before that and oddly enough, did not like it after that too. Only now that I have children do I gravitate towards the power of green, red too, but that is a story for another time.
I remember when I first walked into this 'green room' on Sylt, the German celebrity island up north. It was the only room that was available at the time. Had there been another colour option of a room I would have taken it. But I had no choice and move into this room, the green room.
At first I did not like it. Honestly speaking I was so sick I did not like much, if anything at all.
But with time -the sea air helped a tremendous bit- I started looking forward to coming back to my oasis, my green soothing forest. I found many terms to lovingly describe my haven when I spoke to family who called ever so often to find out if I was getting better.
They too noted how I had described the ominous room at first in ironic ways making fun of the ridiculous idea of painting a room in a house green. How dare they, right?
But then eventually this sarcasm turned into a fondness neither my family nor I anticipated. I learnt life again, learnt to breathe again, to live again, to enjoy again what seemed to have drained away.
But it was not gone, nor lost, merely stored away -I know that now. Through my green room I learnt to rediscover what health, life and love for all of it was.
The power of green should never be underestimated.
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