Healing Through Color

Frequencies have been on my mind recently after the sudden realization that a portion of the health complications that I’ve weathered these past five years are because I was poisoned in the winter of 2019. Dunn. Dunnn. Dunnnnnn. Mrs. White in the kitchen with… the poison. Wait. Wait. That wasn’t part of the original game.

References to Clue are about all the specifics that I’m going to give because some things need to remain private. The circumstances and people involved touch others in my life. I have no desire to air any of that publicly. Why anyone would do this still remains (mostly) a mystery.

What all of this has prompted is some interesting poking around on the internet and conversations with friends, not necessarily in that order. One of the treatment methods that I kept coming across for the particular poison that I ingested is Prussian blue. Except nothing about that pinged for me related to what I’m experiencing — with one exception. The color.

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image credit: Yves Klein, Untitled Blue Monochrome (IKB 241) (1960). Lévy Gorvy Gallery.