White light refracts into colours when it passes through a drop of water. In the same way reflection causes our ideas to split into rainbows. Yet in order to create, something has to be undone. To sing we sacrifice breath. To create joy we lose laughter, and to see the future we have to stand on the head of the past. Knowledge costs time. Royalty costs loyalty. To create, we have to change. The knuckles of our thoughts become white from holding on. We contemplate and wander and wonder. We prepare, take action and let go, only to fall. It is when we persist, and break this constant reflection of failure, that we can maintain the change. When – at last – we do change, we refract our past. Then we have changed white light into colour – dust into paint.