I remember that day of the first consultation, Ileana, my psychologist, asked me to draw 6 drawings before entering, they gave me white sheets and crayons: the drawings had to be: my pregnant mother, an animal, my family, a house, a landscape , one free. Finished the drawings I gave them to her and after a few minutes observing she told me: obviously you are depressed... there is too much blue here...
At that moment I got upset. What do you mean too much blue? When is blue too much?..He is never exaggerated. Obviously she is the psychologist so she inferred: another piece of evidence is that you like blue (certified by a specialist) but there is a lot... you transferred the sadness. I started to think that I would have suddenly gone a little overboard with my favorite color. It was then that I remembered that when I saw the movie Intensely, sadness was blue and I did not agree with that.
Then we went to relax, he asked me to move to a beautiful place and I went to a beach with a sea (you can imagine the color) where the breeze brought me the song by Cristian Castro called A..., I thought about Picasso's paintings and his A stage… I suddenly asked myself, is Ileana right?
Nothing in excess is good, seconds later an unusual peace came to me, and I felt her voice telling me as part of that colorful therapy: you know that the people who like that smell are the majority in the world, who are usually very good friends , who are stable, calm and also have very good energy. However, your excess has allowed sadness to enter through a crack, remember that when people have no air and something oppresses their chests, they become bluish (what we would call cyanotic), what I want is for you not to let sadness take away the color to your personal sea, to your particular open sky, keep feeling free blue in the hue you prefer...
I often dress in this color, it is clothing with a good vibe and comfortable, remember blue jeans, however, the aforementioned color is debated worldwide with balance since when it happens it is remembered like everything else, the same happens with "Blue Monday" . Although it feels impossible, there is a "quantitative" formula that establishes that the third Monday in January is the saddest day of the year. For North American culture, the "blue" which is a musical rhythm is something melancholic.
