Warriors of the Rainbow

Yesterday I was washing dishes while starring out my window when the most beautiful rainbow appeared. At first I stared in awe and then I ran from window to window trying to see the full arc.  Its beauty compelled me outside and while I expected it to be fleeting it was present long enough for me to drag my dog around pointing it out to strangers.

I am sure they thought I was utterly crazy but it was important.  A rainbow is always special but a rainbow mid-day on New Year’s seemed particularly magic. If I had been outdoors alone I would have danced around and sang a song. If I had been in charge of a group of students we definitely would have had a full blown kumbayah moment.  But since I was on a street with strangers I resigned myself to being polite and asking them to please “look up.”
Years ago when I was studying art history I became fascinated with Native American pottery.  Many of my professors were also curators at the MFA in Boston and I was lucky enough to hold many objects during my program. Truth be told when I handled the ancient pieces I felt like they were singing to me.   When I graduated I moved to New Mexico and fell madly in love with the desert and its peoples.  Yesterday, when I stood at the window staring at the colored bow crossing the heavens I whispered the prophecy of the Rainbow Warriors and sent a kiss to the sky.
“….there shall arise a new tribe of all colors and all creeds.  This tribe shall be called The Warriors of the Rainbow and it will put its faith in actions not words.”

– Prophecy of the Native American Hopi people –


  1. >Dear Bri,
    I wish we lived closer. I can see from your writings that we are truly kindred spirits. I'm glad your Mom sent me this link. I'll check in on your site from time to time. Much love and Happy Rainbow New Year! Love, Brenda Cartwright

  2. >Thank you Brianna for giving me the sign that was missing. You always inspire.
    Love you,
    Charlene (Sea)

  3. >My beautiful Bri,
    The rainbow you saw is a beautiful as you….you give me strength to carry on….

    Love, Your most favorite auntie Neva

  4. >What a beautiful praise to nature's beauty, Brianna. Reminds me of a Native American legend, The Rough Faced Girl; a retelling of the Cinderella story of a Native American girl who saw the beauty of others inside the rainbow. Thanks for sharing! If I lived closer, I would enroll in your class to help me learn to meditate.
    Your cousin from California

  5. >Hi Bri! sounds beautiful…looks like a sign for very happy new year :) xoxo

  6. >It is so lovely to hear from all of you! Thank you so much for taking the time to read and respond to my blog. I really appreciate it! Light and love to all.

  7. >Beautiful, Brianna. Thank you.
    (the friend of your parents who you met briefly in Belfast)

  8. >Brie
    What a nice surprise to find this site in my e-mail. I love rainbows and have had several very special ones appear in my life. I am looking forward to going back and reading your past blogs. I will also try sardines as they were one of my Moms favorites that I have avoided over the years.

    Love and much success Anna

  9. >Patricia and Anna thank you so much for taking the time to read :) It is lovely to hear from you!


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