This was written just over a year ago on 24th January 2014…..just found it….it’s rather sweet – and still rings true!
I am chasing rainbows every day, negotiating the rough terrain of resilience, trying not to trip over my own criteria, catch my toe in the terminologies, tumble down a hill helplessly. I am so busy keeping my eye on where I am going sometimes I don’t always notice the slippery slope.
When I do roll to the bottom and lie there, looking up, I wonder what it is like to hang out on a rainbow, stretch my body along its length, let the sun that created it warm my skin and the fine rain leave silky traces on my face.
Instead I shiver, alternately absorbing or deflecting the endless rain. I carry on pursuing the golden calf of funding, though all I seem to encounter are colleagues on the same journey, heads down in determination, sympathetic nods and smiles. We will get there.
Despite the puddles and potholes forming from neglected public services. The lack of silver lining.
Oscar Wilde, gutter and stars come to mind.