What she
spied with her little eyes was nothing like she had imagined. The air on this
side seemed lighter. The sun shined
twice as bright. Alice bent down to feel the grass. It was soft and downy and very fragrant.
As Alice started to get up
she noticed a pair of feet in front of her.
Panic washed over like cold water from a mountain waterfall and her only
thought was to run. Then she heard a soft,
calming voice that dissipated the panic.
“Welcome
to this side of The Looking Glass. Are
you alright? Sometimes passing through
the portal can cause disorientation and emotional upheaval.”
“I-I am
fine, at least I think so. Y-You’re
Red. I-I mean Little Red Riding Hood!
But we were told that you became a street urchin and severely addicted to
Absinth!” Alice
blurted, her mind reeling from the vision of Little Red Riding Hood standing in
front of her.
“Not so
little anymore Alice . On this side of The Looking Glass, instead of
being stunted, I flourished. I grew up
to become the person I was always meant to be.
I have never been happier or more content. Things are not perfect, but here, I learn to
work through obstacles, not pretend they don’t exist or blame them on some
unseen evil.”
One thing
you will learn very quickly living on this side of The Looking Glass, is that
the things taught by The WWMC (The Wizard, The Wicked Witch of
the West, Maleficent, and Captain Hook) about this world, are
more paranoia driven fantasy than actual fact.
“You my
dear, have so much to learn”, Red Riding Hood said, smiling sweetly at Alice . “Here you will truly discover
Wonderland. Don’t worry, you won’t have
to travel this journey alone. Others who
have crossed over will be here to help you along the way.”
“So Sweet
Alice , come
with me. It is time for you to start
your pilgrimage to discovering YOU.”
And with
that Red Riding Hood took Alice ’s
arm and led her down the path from The Looking Glass. Everything was bright and colorful. Alice
took a deep breath and realized the air smelled sweeter than on the other
side.
She
smiled and thought to herself “I think I am going to like it here!” and picked
up her pace to catch up with Red.
The End…Well,
not really!
The moral of the story is this: It is hard to leave a belief system that has given you your world view and is the only thing you have ever known. It is not just hard it is downright frightening. However, if you crave freedom from mental bondage you have to be willing to take leap through the proverbial looking glass. Believe me you will be very glad that you did. - SE
The moral of the story is this: It is hard to leave a belief system that has given you your world view and is the only thing you have ever known. It is not just hard it is downright frightening. However, if you crave freedom from mental bondage you have to be willing to take leap through the proverbial looking glass. Believe me you will be very glad that you did. - SE

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