For the past several years I have been working on the challenge of moving beyond the Princess archetype to that of the Queen. This morning, following a link from
tamnonlinear, I found this marvelous piece of writing by
shellefly ( I Need to Change My Archetype ) It wasn't so much that I was waiting for a prince to ride in on a white charger and give me a kiss, thus starting my "real" life, but that I was afraid to stride forward in my own name to claim my power and follow my dreams, because I might be considered "not nice." Or I might stray too far outside the borders of the safe and the respectable and bring down some vague but dreadful fate involving the disdain, disappointment or disapproval of others. I am appalled that such thoughts ever had power over me -- or that they can still reach out with bony fingers and cause me to hesitate or to question myself.