We can all use a little color!

My Hawaiian tan is wearing off and I decided to get some color.

The Hare Krishna Temple in Spanish Fork has a Festival of Colors every year. 30,000 people come throughout the two days to throw colors. Hopefully, they also learn something about this beautiful temple they are visiting too. This festival was started 5,000 years ago as a celebration of the rebirth of spring and as a way for the priest to show his love for all his followers.

I will admit I wanted to go to this event but part of me did not want to drive down there and go throught the effort to get there. I am so glad I did because it was just fun. I enjoyed the event but I also left a little bothered that we travel down there to celebrate and have fun. We gather in front of this beautiful temple and then the crowd that is largely made up of LDS youth from BYU and surrounding high school along with us Salt Lake travelers. We come to this temple and what do we do we "mosh". We throw people up in the air and do things we would never do on our temple grounds. Yes the music is provided by the Hare Krishna congregation, but I wonder if this is what they expect to have happen on their temple grounds. Hopefully, we have not offended them. I guess they would not keep doing it every year if it was a problem.

While I was there I saw 5 ambulances come and go within a 2 hour period. I spent thirty minutes trying to keep a girls spine aligned as she was dropped on the ground while crowd surfing. Which also got me thinking. As a medical professional I now have the responsibility to step forward in times like these. This time, like all the others, I felt really inadequate. I felt like there was more I should have done. While I sat with her and told people to leave her alone and encouraged her to take deep breaths. People asked me if I did this or if I did that. I don't know if they were just worried for their friend or if their experience should of trumped mine. I just felt that all we could do for her was make sure she did not move and exacerbate her injury. Once the paramedics arrived I helped put her on the backboard then lift her to the gurney. Then I walked away. That is one reason I like my job...I get to follow the patients to the end of their recovery. It is hard to walk away when all is not over.

Though my thoughts yesterday were not all exciting and vibrant like the colors we threw I did have a wonderful time for 6 great reasons... Madi, Maren, Rebecca, Ken, Melissa and Erin!! I have the best friends!