Artist Who Found Her Way Back | A Perspective of Colours | Amber Greene | SitWithAqsa | Episode 08

Home. By the time you finish this episode, I think you are going to start seeing that word a little differently. For some of us, home is the place we grew up in. For Amber, home is wherever she feels safe. And I think that one distinction says everything you need to know about her, because a person who has had to redefine home from the ground up is a person who has had to redefine a great deal about life. Amber Greene is an artist, a poet, someone with a mention in Manic World Magazine and a debut fantasy novel to her name. But honestly, the way I would describe her is this: she is full of colours. And I say that very intentionally because when I was in Amber's world, as I like to call it, I noticed something. When words felt too small for what she was carrying, she did not reach for more words. She reached for colours instead. And there was something so quietly powerful about watching her do that, because it told me before she even said it outright that this is someone who has had to find her own language for things the world did not give her the right words for. She has been open, on social media and in this conversation, about her DID, her seizures, her financial reality, about the rejection she carried, first by her birth mother and then by her adopted mother, and about running from home during COVID with almost nothing except the relationships she built with strangers along the way. We are told that care comes from family, from the people who were supposed to be there. But sometimes strangers open doors of care for you in ways you cannot even fathom. The people she met along the way became her community, her proof that kindness is never wasted, that you can be quietly rebuilding someone just by choosing not to look away. And that is exactly the kind of person Amber became because of it. She has a colouring book on Amazon for survivors because that very act pulled her through some of her darkest days and she wanted to hand that same thing to someone else. She started Period Bliss, an organization for women going through debilitating period pain, because she once went through it alone and the person she told chose to look away. She decided she would not look away from millions of others. These are the people I talk about. The silent giants. The ones who chose the right path not because the world asked them to but because that is simply who they are, and who they chose to become even when everything pushed them in the opposite direction. It was somewhere in between all of that, in a conversation about matcha and the colour green because of course, that things took a turn I was not expecting. We started talking about how she sees people as colours and I was already enjoying it when she described yellow as bright and welcoming. And then I asked her, if Amber were to walk through the door right now, what colour would she be? She said yellow. Because we all go through it. The bad days, the depression, the moments that break you so completely that it feels like there is nothing left to build from. But sometimes that breaking is exactly the point. It removes everything that was not right and somewhere on the other side of all of it, if you are lucky and if you choose it, you reach a place of self-love. Of self-comfort. Of coming home to yourself. And seeing Amber, after everything she had been through, describe herself as yellow, as bright and welcoming, was one of the most heartfelt moments of that entire episode for me. Because I knew what it must have taken her to get there. We also agreed on brown for Trump and I will leave that one exactly where it is. And then, because I got excited, I asked her to do me. I literally said now do me. And she described me as the colour blue. Like the sea. With a violin playing softly in the background. She had never met me. We had only just sat down together. And still, without knowing that the sea is something I love deeply, she found her way right to it. I had to stop her mid-description. Not because any of it was wrong but because it humbled me in a way I was not prepared for. That there are still people this pure in the world. And that God, in His wisdom, keeps choosing me to meet them. The one thing that stayed with me through all of it was when she said that after everything, the best part of coming home is getting to be with herself. That is not a small thing to say. That is someone who has travelled a very long road to arrive at that sentence. And hearing her say it out loud reminded me of why I do this. This is Amber. A ray of sunshine healing out loud so that you do not have to feel alone in the dark. Her socials and her website are linked below and I pray this is the break she has been quietly, patiently waiting for. https://ambergreene.printify.me/ https://skywardsystem.my.canva.site/ https://www.amazon.com/are-All-Beauti...