i'm red green colorblind; it's not rare, as mongoose-ish disorders go, and i live with it. i see purple as blue, the fall leaves look pretty bland to my eyes, and i'll occasionally confuse a pink t-shirt with a grey one. i can only feel a blush... not see one. sometimes i'll see those colors -- i'll stare at a lawn, and green will be staring back at me, plain as day. a friend will swipe on some fire-engine lipstick and i'd have to be blind not to notice it. the problem is, i'm never sure if the red that i see is the red that everyone else sees. that's what language is like -- words. we can use them, toss them back and forth to each other, but when it gets down to it, it's like saying 'it's red!' when you don't know what red really means to the other person. that's the problem that i face when i try to explain spirituality, and my relationship with God. i could say something simple, like 'God is love,' or, 'Christ died to save me.' but i don't know what those words mean to you -- for some of my friends, it just conjours up images of catcheism or empty homilies. to others, it says something else... so if i'm a little verbose, please forgive the spam. i'm just trying to get beyond 'red'... and describe the color of the sunrise. after all.. you *did* click on the link. ;)   [ more to come as i get time. go back home. ]