Once upon a time there was a princess who lived in the most amazing castle.. (yes, It’s a castle.. it’s my story and I can live where I want! 😛) She often walked the long halls of the castle, looking at all the amazing pictures of her family and friends. She would smile as she would see all the pictures of the adventures that they would go on.. their exciting moments of discovery, their life changing experiences. Even those that showed a bit of regret made her smile.. because at least the regret came with the realization that they lived.
Each morning she would get up and walk. Every once in a while she would peek outside, and look at the vast world before her. Part of her yearned to share in the adventures of those that came before her.. But, even as those thoughts would come to her mind.. fear would start to push it’s way in.. Fear of the unknown, fear of the “what if’s”, just fear.
She knew that she was safe in her castle.. she could listen and watch those she loved live these amazing lives, but she never thought she could be the same. “This is me. This is my life.” she would think to herself. Her mind and heart flooded with all sorts of contradictions.. but her feet stayed firmly in place.
One day there was a knock at the door. Slowly the princess walked.. surprised, as she had no visitor for such a long time. She peeked out and saw the most handsome man standing before her. Slowly she opened the door and smiled.. no words leaving her mouth. He smiled back and softly spoke to her.. sharing of this journey, asking if she’d like to come along. The princess smiled.. but closed the door.. Who was he? Where did he come from? She had grown used to being alone, to doing her own thing, controlling her own world. Who was this man who seemed to want to change all that?
Each day he would come. Each day he would knock. Each day she would smile and close the door..
This continued for months, and it became almost like a fun game. She started looking forward to the morning knock…and she soon discovered that she would plan for it. She would be up and dressed in her finest gowns, her hair long and flowing.. waiting to see if he would come…or if today would be the day he would just give up.
One morning she heard the knock, it was a bit earlier than she expected. She wasn’t dressed fancy, her hair laid loose around her face.. she rushed to the door, running down the hallway, past the pictures of those who she rarely looked at anymore.
She opened the door and he smiled. He said no words this time, but simply reached out his hand. She looked, her breath coming so fast.. He just smiled, an amazing comforting and loving smile.. He waited for her, and she knew it was time.
She took his hand and they stepped outside of the castle.. he held her close as they started to walk down the stone path. The birds flying overhead as if they were a covering to their own magical world.
They walked in silence for a while, she was so caught up in the beauty around her. The world looked so much brighter and so much crisper than it did in pictures.. The world was real. This was her world.
Finally he stopped and smiled.. and finally spoke. “This pond is a magical one. It has the power to make our journey even longer and more amazing.. or it has the power to send you back to your castle and keep you locked in, forever away from the world that you want. This water will make you see yourself, who you are, what you want, It will allow you to move past the fear you have, and discover who you ware meant to be. Some people drink and find freedom in that knowledge. Some people drink and become afraid of the person that they really are. It is up to you my Princess. Do you wish to drink from this pond? Whatever your choice, I will still visit each day. I will still knock on your door and I will still care. This is your decision, I am simply just showing you the way to make it.”
The princess stared at the pond.. hearing the reassuring words of the princess. Emotions flooded her as she thoughts about her choice her life. Did she want to live in the memories of others, allowing their experiences to be her own? Or did she want to make a choice and try to become the person that she was meant to be.
Before she knew it, she bent down.. Her long hair floating in the water besides her. Her soft lips reached down to the cool water, and she drank.
The prince smiled, took her by hand and helped her up. He hugged her and gently kissed her lips, still cool and wet from the pond.
“There my princess, welcome to your new life…”