I had been seeing rainbows when I meditated or dreamed all week, so I wasn’t too surprised when I dreamed of one last night.  I woke, and then dozed back off to sleep those precious few minutes just before my day began, and to my delight I found myself walking down a path that was surrounded by flowers and lush grasses.  I heard birds singing and felt the warm sunlight on my face, and the morning chill was noticably fading with each step I took.

I strode along the path and looked up to see a cloudless blue sky filled with…you guessed it!  A huge  rainbow filled the sky ahead of me with colors so brilliant I had to squint to see where to step.  I smiled and started humming as I moved along the path, and I caught myself paying more attention to the rainbow that kept getting more distinct and vibrant with each passing minute than where I was going.  I walked slowly and caught myself thinking about what a huge pot of gold should be at the end of a rainbow as georgeous as this one,  and then I realized I really didn’t care about any gold if it meant I had to get to the end of the rainbow and not be able to see how beautiful it was to get it!

Just as that thought settled in and I was feeling as if I could walk there forever I heard a sound and looked up.  Sure enough, I had reached the end of the rainbow already, and fortunately my feelings of disappointment were squelched when I saw who awaited my arrival at the end of the truly spectacular rainbow.  Right where the end of the rainbow disappeared into the path ahead of me stood a tall, white impressive-looking horse. He began shaking his head as if to motion me nearer and snuffling at me, sending plumes of  steam rising before him with each breath.  As I drew near I saw he had familiar eyes, and I realized that this was the same horse I had met on the beach in an earlier meditation.  There could be no other eyes as brilliantly blue as that horse had gazed at me with that day, and he whinnied as if in greeting when I smiled at him excitedly.

I came up to him and had to urge to touch him as I used to when I visited  horses in a nearby pasture years ago, and he moved so I could place my hand on his soft muzzle.  I felt him breathe warm moist air into my palm, and I gently tickled his chin as I put my cheek against him with a sigh of pleasure.  The moment I touched him I could feel his gentle spirit, and he shifted to look stright into my eyes again.   I saw the rainbow behind me reflected in his eyes and turned to see if it remained as bright as it had been and could feel my companion admiring it with me.

I knew he was feeling as content as I had a few moments ago, and I pondered how sad it was that most people are so worried about that pot of gold at the end of all their rainbows that they don’t bother to notice all the hues of the rainbow they’re seeing right in front of them.  They don’t see that to find that elusive treasure they have to reach the end of the journey and turn away from all the beauty that’s been all around them the whole time, and they don’t feel appreciation or joy for having the privilege of  living each day along the way.  I turned to my friend and mused that maybe the rainbow is the pot of gold, and perhaps it’s better to receive one piece of gold at a time to spend as we choose than to wait for some huge unspendable ”pot of gold”  at the end of the road and feel poor the whole way there. 

Those big blue eyes blinked at me as he shook his huge white head at me in agreement, and he disappeared for a moment behind the clouds of steam his warm snuffles released around us.  From behind the steam I could hear a surprising tinkling laugh and his voice telling me not to forget that you can’t enjoy the rainbow if you’re too busy wondering what’s at the end of it, so look up,  gather some gold as you go along, and spend it all on those you meet along the way!  

I nodded in appreciation of his wisdom as he nuzzled my cheek with his soft muzzle and let out a little whinny.  He motioned for me to climb up on him, and just as we trotted off back down the path  toward the rainbow I woke up with what I’m sure was a satisfied grin on my face.  I’ve been looking for rainbows and white horses all day since I figure I don’t need a pot of gold any more.  Something tells me I’ll find all I need along the way, and rainbows really are too beautiful to miss!

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