The Magic of Rainbows

I sit in an office in Maidstone; outside the river Medway glides past with its usual murky ugliness; grey clouds hang in the sky threatening our downfall and in the news our esteemed so-called superiors argue with themselves and behave like children.

Life in January 2019 seems to be somewhat dour, and the future an old split wooden door which is hanging delicately from its hinges.

So what better time to think about rainbows.

Rainbows remind us, if we ever needed reminding, of the colour, the density and beauty of life and nature. Their appearance in the sky encourages our gaze upwards and our mouths to open with childlike wonder. They are a slice of magic from the greater horizon of imagination and possibility. Light + Water = Colour and Beauty.

Brexit needs a rainbow.

Of course it has been used by storytellers and can be seen in Barbie and childrens stories and on television. It is a symbol of unity which transcends the LGBT to bring all of us together in our own lovely uniqueness. Rainbows are a wonderful sign from our world that we can bring colour to the skies and hope to the land.

Rainbows are magical.

Let’s do some history: Greek Goddess Iris of Rainbows. The Rainbow Serpent is the creator of dreaming. The Bifrost that connects Asgard to Midgard is a Rainbow Bridge. Their appearance in the sky is our connection to the heavens and to the universe. When we see them our heart sings and our creativity comes to the fore. I think that happens no matter who you are.

That the symbol is used as the LGBT flag is a beautiful testament to the power of the human race and our thinking. The symbol is that of acceptance and loving everyone. The Rainbow Nation of South Africa is struggling to keep that going but has at least been determined to erase the ghastly period of Apartheid with a wonderful emblem of colour.

To accept is to open your arms to the world. To bring colour to life is to bring joy to others. The UK currently needs a rainbow and desperately needs some creative thinking, instead of the putrid and stale right-wing ideology of separation and hate.

That should have died a hundred years ago.

Take a gaze out of your window and instead of the grey, brown and black imagine red and yellow and pink and green and purple and orange and blue.

In this time of need, in this time of fear, we need a rainbow.