Following a couple of references in Kelvin’s head, I have been thinking of angels. I know the popular image, which is a beautiful or statuesque human figure, winged. Mildly intimidating, perhaps, but not terrifying.
My own angel, the person I think of when one says ‘angel’ is truly terrifying. He really would need to start by saying: Do not be afraid. He is blue and green with tremendous scaly wings. He breathes fire. But he comes to protect and with good news. I suspect a good deal of the anger I find it so hard to control and to channel is blessed in him. He is Michael. Here is a picture of him. It is not a very good picture, but stained glass is difficult.
That’s right. The angel is the scaly one. Plainly the arrogant poser in white is Lucifer – the light carrier. From the very beginning Michael defended human kind, and especially the People of God. He has in fact spend most of his time hanging around guarding people, a time consuming and tedious job. I like to believe that it was while doing this he invented nail varnish. If you could see him better you would see how beautiful his nails are. It is a permanent blessing to bored women.
Play, you see, is the way into serious things. Play and hanging about.