Sometimes you find what you are looking for where you least expect it. When you find it, you realise that what you were looking for wasnt really what you needed, but what you have found is better than you could have ever imagined.
We all have desires... dreams... fantasies. How many of us have actually dared try and obtain them? How many have managed to finally find the elusive pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Now how did the reality compare to the illusion? Were you happy with your treasure? Or did you come to the crushing realisation that all you found was fools gold?
I chased that rainbow. I was so focused on that pot of gold that I was blinded to what was right in front of me. I found that fools gold and as I sat in tears trying to work out what went wrong I looked up. There it was. It had been there the whole time I just didn't see it for what it was. Shining brightly in front of me was the most beautiful rainbow. So colourful. So fragile. So perfect. I didn't need that treasure. I thought I did but I was wrong. The gold would have just weighed me down. Consumed me.
I have found my rainbow. In all its glorious colour. Yes it may be faded in parts. Obscured by clouds in others. But it is beautiful to me anyway.
My treasure wasnt at the end of the rainbow. It was the rainbow.
