The best part of April is its explosion of color after winter’s black-and-white hegemony: reds, pinks, yellows, oranges, yellows, and greens. So many greens. This year, with hateful extremists running—ahem, ruining—the show, the metaphor offered by spring’s rainbow feels especially resonant. I’ve written about this before but it bears repeating with the new season: As a psychic, color is the most important part of every day. I often know the color before I know the story, and hue is the most important element of any outfit or space. Truly, I am so grateful for all the color each person radiates, for it is integral to our greatest gift: that we are each part of everything.
Pic: Brooklyn Botanical Garden