Seems like the most prominent element of my dreams for a while now has been colors. Vivid, saturated, gorgeous colors. The other night I dreamed that my floor had been re-tiled with linoleum of the most amazing speckled blues. It was like living on top of the ocean but prettier.
Color is the mainstay of symbolic thought. I read something about blue representing the state of gold. Gold comes after the peak of death. It's the height of alchemy. today we had the second eclipse of the season. You were intended to dive into your fear and transform. Soon Saturn moves into Libra and the Aquarians are reborn. I feel like I'm half way there already.