Much like a painting of old, each color signifies something.
I was sitting here in meditation. Simply analyzing the things around me, as well as every facet of my life. Who I am, what I do, how I do it, what drives me, what inspires me. Every element is a drop of paint on the canvas of my life. Each drop as vivid and extraordinary as the last.
What most people do not understand, is that the LGBT Flag represents more than just who we are collectively, but also who we are individually. We are all different, yet the same.
Allow me just a moment of your time to tell you who I, Adonis Mann, am, and what each pigment on the depiction of my life represents.
The color of the sky. My most abstract inspiration. When I look into the depths of it, my mind reels into places that it’s never seen. The beauty therein is reminiscent of the innocent smile of a child, the smell of a rose, then comfort one finds in the arms of your loved ones. Blue, is the delineation of my soul. It demonstrates the profundity therein, and it demands to be set free.
The color of passion. What drives me. Red is what courses through my veins and saturates my innermost self. It is the driving force of my devotion. It brings to mind every powerful emotion which provides the momentum to move forward without apology. Red reminds me to be who I am, and it does not allow the world to dictate my existence.
The color of contentment and inner peace. The vitality which orange brings, makes the mind topple with glee. It reminds me of the little things; November, Thanksgiving, family, food and autumn. Orange is what inspires me to focus on the small strides of progress and not the allow myself to be devoured by what I cannot control. In orange I see life, and in that I delight.
The color of success. In medieval times royalty wore purple robes to show their stature. It was a representation of who they were, and that they did not ask the world for permission to be themselves. Purple prompts me to realize that I am valued, that I mean something, that I am important and that no one else can be me. Purple, is self-love and self-respect.
The color of happiness. This brings to mind the stainless nature of a puppy, the innocuous disposition of a child, the charming quality of nature. In all things peaceful and innocent I am reminded that in loving myself I find solace and enlightenment. Yellow is the color of the richness of individuality.
The color of Mother Nature. Within the connect of human and nature there is an invigorating quality. Life begets life, love begets love, and green begets unity. Within the realm of creation, man is reminded that he is one with the world, therefore he is invaluable. His presence here is the compelling force that unifies everything. Green is the color of my spirituality. I am one with you and the cosmos.
Like a painting of old, I am who I am. Each trickle which ascertains the canvas therein is just a layer of my identity. An identity that I am obliged to share with you. Not just to share it’s worth, but also to awaken your acknowledgment. You too, are beautiful. Remember, like brushstrokes on a masterful composition, you too are important and priceless. Let your colors shine.
Love thyself and thy brethren.