Now for the good part. Purple is also the color of new ideas and spontaneous awe. Remember that electric jolt you felt when you saw a double rainbow? Or when a song gave you chills out of nowhere? That’s purple in its purest, happiest form. It’s the “aha!” moment that makes the corners of your mouth twitch.
I call this vivid joy. It’s different from yellow joy (which is loud and bouncy). Purple joy is quieter, more profound. It’s the feeling when you finally solve a puzzle, or when you taste something weird and delicious. You don’t scream; you just smirk. That is purple working its magic.
So, What Emotion Is Purple?
If I had to sum it up? Purple is the emotion of contradiction worn as a crown. It’s the feeling of being enchanted and exhausted, of being powerful yet shy, of being sad but refusing to let go of beauty. It’s what you feel when you’re standing in the rain with a glass of expensive wine, thinking, “This is terrible, but also art.”
Next time you feel a little off, a little dramatic, or a little “too much”—just tell yourself you’re purple. Wear it proudly. Buy a purple candle. Write a poem you’ll never share. And remember: you’re not broken; you’re just a wild combination of fire and stillness. (And honestly, that’s the best kind of mess to be.)
