I like the colour orange. Its warm, friendly, and cheerful. Orange makes me happy.
But you probably knew I was going to say that didn’t you? Orange comes as a standard wardrobe choice for devotees of Krishna – at least the young ones – and it is a bit of a head-turner when a group of kirtaneers is moving down your local high street.
Its been over 28 years since I last wore orange robes (or ‘saffron’ as we tend to call them) but I think if a religious order was going to pick a happy colour to uplift their congregation then orange is definitely the best choice.
The word ‘orange’ started its life as the ancient Sanskrit naranga. Arabic traders brought the juicy, colourful naranga fruits to Spain in the 9th century but they called them naranja. The first record of the fruit in England is in the 14th century and we called them by the same name. Somewhere in history asking for ‘a naranj’ became ‘an aranj’ since they are linguistically identical, and aranj became spelled as orange.
My garden is ablaze with orange at the moment as bright marigolds and calendulas continue to burst out, offering themselves up for the home altar.