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IBIBISBIB: I believe. I believe. It's silly, but I believe.


By Greg Weber
President and CEO


I am thankful for 120 crayons.
 

So many colors – and they all start out the same as uncolored paraffin wax. Even though each one develops through its processing a different personality and expression of the world, those 120 colors live next to each other in equality and harmony.

I can’t imagine a world without midnight blue, bittersweet, forest green, or peach. In the hands of an inspired child, grass is any one of those 120 colors. In the eyes of a child, the world can be anything that child imagines. Through color, and free thought, a child creates multiple realities. Each reality is equal to the next. I’ve never experienced a child judging a color better or lesser than another color. I have watched as a child intentionally uses a color because it has not been used before or much. It’s important to not just see, but to engage all of the 120 colors. That is the special joy of having so much variety – the exquisiteness of a box of crayons involves not only unity in variety, but also variety in unity.

Life is like a box of crayons. We all start out the same uncolored paraffin wax. As life processes us, we each develop a different personality and expression on the world. There are more than 6,000 cultural communities in the world. Like my 120 crayons, I am thankful for each one of them. What a flat, unidimensional environment my life would be without all those colors – personalities – beliefs – values and visions. Each cultural community’s voice adds a different color to my soul. What a pale and ashen world my life would be without every color, every cultural community, every voice to help me see the world like a child. No culture is better or lesser; each culture is important in the box of life.

The exquisiteness of life involves not only unity in variety, but also variety in unity. I am thankful for all of the voices around me. Do not silence each other. Listen, observe, use every color. If we fail to do this, our world returns to only a single color. We all deserve rainbows in our lives.

I am thankful for 120 crayons.


 

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