The Meaning of Gray

Yesterday I had a conversation with a wonderful human. We were observing horses in the rain. They were running and jumping. Kicking and neighing… it reminded me of expressing yourself fully and the sense of freedom that comes from being “wild”.

They know how to tend to their own emotional needs.

Horses are the epitome of wild expression. It was the gray one who got my attention. She kept coming to the window and looking in and was the loud one of the 2 in that paddock. It made me giggle and smile.

This wonderful human said to me “Hmmm… everything surrounding you is gray… your hat, your sweatshirt, your car, even your phone case is gray”.

It got me thinking…

What is the meaning of this? I’m kinda deep like that sometimes, so down the rabbit hole I went.

What is the meaning of Gray?

Gray is often associated with balance, neutrality, and stability in metaphysical contexts.

It is compromise, control and diplomacy.

It is conservative, neutral and often thought to be unemotional.

It is solid, stable, reliable and calm.

It is peaceful and practical.

It is the wisdom gleaned from life experiences.

It is the transition between extremes (black and white). It embodies wisdom from enduring the complexities of life, while also symbolizing introspection and the potential for spiritual growth. It is the wise advisor.

But gray also has a shadow side.

Pessimism

Indecision

Uncertainty

Stagnation

Sadness

What I find interesting is that gray is often worn by monks and other contemplatives.

In various spiritual traditions, gray symbolizes renewal and the cyclical nature of life. Think of ashes left after a fire. A powerful connection to resurrection (phoenix) representing rebirth and transformation.

Gray signifies change… a moving between light and dark energies. It often indicates a period of introspection or personal growth.

How many of you have been on the darker side of gray lately?

Meeting Wave-

It was my first time meeting the horses last week. After being crowded by a couple of big boys and feeling like I needed to escape, I looked towards the gray female in the paddock who was standing alone in a corner, behind a pile of crap (literally), gnawing on the fence boards. I thought to myself, “She likes crunchy too” as I thought of my current cracker/chip addiction.

I know her history. I know she tends to be an isolated, solo girl. I walked towards her, and she didn’t move, so I thought this was a good sign. I looked at her and touched her forehead. She had hair like mine… black and silver with reddish brown ends.

Wave had black on her legs in strange patterns that reminded me of stars or mandalas. I was told this is very unusual for a horse her age. I found it funny, that even the horse had “tattoos” like me!

There was an energy she gave off that made me cry… not in sadness but acceptance. She bowed her head to put it on my chest. Any insecurities or walls I had vanished. I didn’t have to do or be anyone. It was the first time in a very long time I felt empty but in the best way. I felt she got me in a way that was unspoken. And I got her too.

My Gray-

Deep diving into the meaning of gray helped me to understand something.

Gray is literally a degree of duality. Gray is the result of combining opposing things.

Horses mimic or trigger your story to help you see something. You can lie to the world, but you cannot lie to a horse.

What I realized yesterday was that I forgot how to be spontaneous. I stifled my wild self-expression because I was judged for it. Instead of being brilliant, I was dimmed. It made me “gray”… stable and wise but incredibly sad.

humans did that to me.

And I need horses to help me undo that shit.

My homework was to contemplate my extremes and what the middle ground, or gray would look like.

How to I express anger in a “gray” way, not blowing a gasket in rage, and not swallowing my feelings either?

How do I meet my own needs and not neglect the needs of others?

How do I balance my need for space with needing time with others?

How do I balance wisdom with childlike enthusiasm?

My wisdom made me aware of things, but it caused the pendulum to swing too far in the other direction.

Maybe my ignorance would have preserved my innocence.

The moral of the story:

There is light and dark in each of us.

Predator and prey.

Perpetrator and innocent.

The user and the used.

We need a balance of both as living soley from either extreme is detrimental.

Ascension is the embodiment of this world.

This world IS duality.

Live in the gray.

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With Love,

Rebecca Costello, Psychic Medium