So You Asked, Why This Blog Title?

A month or so ago one of my followers asked if I might divulge why I chose this blog title. Since then it has come more than once, so why not? Why not tell you, how and why I came up with this title?

Believe me if I knew then what I know now it would not have been an option. I think you know what I mean, long, starts with “T” and does not match my blog address. Oh well, broke all those rules. How and why then did I come up with that title?

I could tell you the idea came from a bumper sticker, actually it did. That does not though explain my fascination with getting over the rainbow. My entire fascination came from the movie, duh. It was the imagery that has stayed with me and still influences my life. Again I hear you ask, “Why am I trying to get over the Rainbow?”

Very simply over the rainbow lies Oz. From the graphic representation of Oz the first thing you notice is color. Dorothy riding a twister, steps right out of a black and white world and into Oz.

Her plain, monotone, unfair Kansas existence burst into color the moment she opens the door of that fallen house. Ever been in such a “me” state of mind that the world around you felt just black and white? Then suddenly, you look up and your world if full of color. This is such a powerful use of color it still gives me the shivers.

Then the munchkins appear and you soon realize Oz is a special place. Colorful, cheerful, everyone willing to help, no it was not Kansas or anywhere else for that matter. This was Oz and the concept of finding that place where beauty and kindness trumps all just appeals to me.

Over the rainbow where you enter Oz is the true realm of existence. Anything and everything, normal and not normal resides there and in harmony. No need to worry about dress code, social status, job description or what someone else might think. Equality to all and all are equal.

There are no illegal aliens, no need for super powers, discrimination does not exist, and can you recall seeing anyone struggling or crying in Oz? Feel, do, be; that is what I think is over the rainbow. There exists simple harmony and splendor, full of color and special encounters. Call me a daydream or whatever but I want to go.

I know, some of you are asking but what about the bad witches, the flying monkeys, the evil trees and that hair brain wizard? I do not fear them. They have left Oz and now are among us.

Here in this realm of existence the bad witches are those who constantly want what you have and will go to any cost to take it from you. My experience is, just give it to them. Ask your self, “where is that bad witch going even if she does get those shoes and clicks her heels?” If she goes back to Oz they will melt her.

The flying monkeys are people we see daily. You know the ones who fly blindly just following orders simply because that is what they think is suppose to be. Not a brain in their heads but they follow orders well, they make good pets. Toss them a treat; they do anything for treats.

Shudder when you think of the evil trees, the nay speakers. Those individuals who constantly try to tell you, no you cannot. The ones who reach out their limbs through negativity to hinder a dream, bully you into submission and cast shadows of doubt, beware. In steps the tin man, your inner strength. Daily we ward off these guys, just add oil.

This leaves the hair brain wizard. Come on, really? Don’t you think every four years we elect a new one? Some better than others but always hair brain in some fashion. Genetically we should be well equipped to handle this guy.

I do want to reach over that rainbow. To find color, to feel, do and be in splendor with harmony. Funny thing is, if we got rid of the hair brain wizards of the world, cut down the evil trees, made errand boys of the flying monkeys and threw water on the wicked witches wouldn’t you think we were there already?

Until then I will continue my journey to that place over the rainbow. I will continue to chop down the evil trees, make errand boys of flying monkeys, laugh at the hair brain wizards but the evil witches…..

Let’s just say I carry bottled water now.

Oh and I almost forgot; I’d so love to drive me one of those bubbles.

Have a good weekend; I’m off for photos of the FEI (WEG) games.

Did this explanation meet all your questions?

Peace

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