Red is the smell of strawberries
And the feeling of surprise,
Red is the scent in the earthy soil
And the blood flowing behind our eyes.
Our first main chakra is called the root
Associated with the colour red,
It’s our foundation to life
Which highlights all the fears we’ve fed.
Red is the vitality
That keeps us alive,
The strength of our instincts
Embedded, in the stop signs.
Red is our connection to Earth
Connecting Earths iron core to the iron in our blood,
It’s our survival in life and the question of
Whether we should.
Red is the aroma of cinnamon
And the taste of the juicy pomegranate seeds,
It holds the essence of Christmas
As the colour associates with sugary greed.
Red is the colour of addiction
And life’s temptations.
The feeling of pain and agony
From boiling inflammations.
Red is an alertness
That gives us fight,
It’s the first colour we see as child
And the last to leave our sight.
Red is the colour of healing
With infrared gifted by the Sun,
It’s an ability activated by our hands
When there’s healing to be done.
Red is there to ground us
Our instinctual guide
It’s one of the Suns three primary colours
And with these three, every colour is supplied.