Last night, I had a dream. It was a complicated, confusing, hazy, bizarre dream; are they ever any different? In fact, it was so weird, that I can’t put it into words what I viscerally experienced.

My mind is struggling to put together a half-finished puzzle of our adventures in Africa, LOST, the plane in the Hudson river and my marriage…

One thing though, one fascinating detail stayed with me, crystal clear: orange, a very bright African, simmering orange.

I woke up feeling like I was bathing in a field of orange flowers, watching a beautiful sunrise in the African wilderness, and feeling like I would die from melancholy. I miss my sister more than usually, I think about our trip to Cameroon all the time and I am homesick for Yaoundé, Valeries little house there and the time we spent together. I went through my morning routine with an orange cloud over my head affecting my vision, my mission and my words. The melancholy is still with me, still simmering inside.

Yet with that orang-y melancholy also came a burst of light, hope and positivity.

Today, my future seems as bright as the sun and my work seems as meaningful and beautiful as the sunrises somewhere in the Cameroonian Jungle. I feel inspired, on fire and bursting with power and vision.

Do dreams ever affect you in such an enormous way? Do you ever wake up feeling broken or whole? Blue or bright? Purple or pink?

Do you ever wake up with a color that’s so contradictory in its message you have no idea which way to pull? Why not choose both sides?

If your color makes you feel down, but hopeful at the same time, go both routes, linger on in the feelings and try to see why this color was brought to you in this night, in this phase of your life and for this day.

Dreams are powerful, yes they are. And they awaken moods and feelings  that are sometimes joyful and exhilarating. But sometimes they awaken pain and sorrow. That’s life with its beautiful 360 view.

When you wake up with a dark, dark black, see the light in it. When you wake up in a blindingly bright white, find your way in it.

When you’ve been walking around in a cloud of grey for weeks without end, think bright thoughts and meditate on your beauty or the beauty of this world before you go to bed. Maybe your dreams, your colors, your visceral experiences will change.

Or maybe your work with the color grey is not yet finished. Then, it’s time to take action and make bold adjustments to your daily life: get a new hair color, start a new morning routine, start eating clean, go out more often or create a new circle of friends.

So, my color for the day is orange; a bright, beautiful, glowing orange.

I hope that it will change soon though. After all, I want to experience all colors of the rainbow and not just one.

How about you? What’s your color of the day?