'There is just no colour in my life,' complained Karen. 'It's all dull and dreary like the never-ending roadway with not a light in sight.' She was talking out loud but there was no-one there to hear her. Just an empty room full of empty memories and secret longings for something, anything to break the boredom. Why was she not born to a rich family? Why did she not have fantastic good looks and a shapely body? What difference would it make if she were a colourful character instead of an ordinary, lonely girl?
Suddenly, as if some person were there to answer her questions, a thought came through her mind, like a flash of lightning in the dark night sky. 'You should paint your world colourful.'
'How can I do that?' she mused.
'Like an artist paints a picture,' flashed the reply.
'Paint a picture with my life?' Intrigued with the thought of herself as a paintbrush she glanced around her little flat and noticed how dull and bland everything was. 'I'll start with that,' she declared.
So over the next few days, this drab little flat was transformed. All things brown, grey or black had to go. That meant new bright green curtains, a frilly pink duvet cover, a lovely rainbow coloured vase full of bright red roses, a set of funky coloured mugs on a stand on the bench, some outlandish paintings by some obscure painter, new blue seat covers for the couch and lots of multi-coloured cushions. What a transformation. The flat was anything but bland. It was positively vibrant.
'That's a good start,' she thought as she took a break and pondered what to do next.
As if by magic another thought materialised in her mind. 'What if you did the same thing with your actions as you did with your things?'
Anything would be better than carrying on bored and lonely so Karen decided to re-invent herself as a colourful character. First she took all her dark, dull clothes to the opportunity shop and swapped them for brightly coloured ones. Then she visited the hairdresser and got her hair coloured pink. When she got home she had a mini fashion parade to try out her new look. 'This doesn't even look like me,' she exclaimed. But it was. It was the new Karen.
The next day was a workday and Karen eagerly dressed and got ready. As she waited at the bus stop almost everyone who came by spoke to her. Now that was a huge change. Normally she sat in sad silence trying not to attract attention, hiding like a little mouse. Today was different. Today was a day of colour, all bright and sunny. Karen had the feeling that even if it rained it would feel sunny. The bus trip was like a revelation for Karen. For the first time she noticed the colours all around her. Colours on vehicles, buildings, and in gardens and people wearing colourful clothes. Why had she never seen those before? It was like the whole world had changed.
Then came the next big shock. Her workmates didn't recognise her. Susan the receptionist asked if she could be of assistance and then broke into a huge smile as recognition took hold. 'What has happened?' she asked. 'You're not sick are you, or did you win lotto?'
'This is the new colourful Karen. No more dull and bland. I have painted my world colourful.'
'Perhaps we should do a round of introductions like they do when someone new joins the staff,' suggested Susan.
So the new Karen got introduced amid laughter and cheering. That turned out to be the best day at work Karen had ever had, and it didn't stop there. Soon she was entertaining friends in her little flat and going out partying, being invited to functions and having a grand time.
A few months after this transformation Karen's brother flew in from home in New Zealand to stay with Karen for a few days. He was gob smacked. Where had his dull older sister gone and who was this new Karen? After the initial shock and catching up with family news, Karen asked, 'How is Mum?'
'She's fine,' Warren replied, 'and she sends her love and said to tell you that she has been praying for you. Looks like her prayers have been answered in full technicolour.'
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