She carries her divine prism with
her wherever she goes and views
life through it. People in various
surface shades and hues of white,
black, brown pass her by and she
holds up her divine prism and sees
not surface shades of white, black,
brown but what the divine prism
reveals to her: red, orange, yellow,
green, blue, indigo, and violet in
every one of those people. She
holds up the divine prism as she
looks in the mirror and she sees
the full spectrum of who she is
and she is what all the others
are. She holds up the divine prism
and sees God. God is the divine
prism.

*idea from a meditation by
Richard Rohr