Yeah, I don’t know what that’s about. I get a thought bubble before or during meditation, and I run with it. Today’s post, therefore, must involve magic.
Bibbedi-Bobbidi-Boo is what Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother sings as she turns a pumpkin into a coach, mice into horses, and rags into a beautiful gown, enabling our gal Cin to go to the Ball. It’s all a beautiful but temporary fix, which will come to a crashing end at the stroke of midnight. Enjoy the moment, Cinderella! For a little while, her outside reflects her inside, and she is freed from all her restrictions. She dances with the Handsome Prince! He is dazzled by her! The entire ensemble wonders who she is and where she came from, as they deal with their own emotions which run the gamut from appreciation to envy.
Her moment ends abruptly as she hears the clock starting to chime at midnight. Reality is waiting for her. As her gown turns to rags and the coach and horses return to their previous forms, she finds that the only thing remaining is one shoe, having lost it’s mate in the rush to leave in time.
We know the story. The Prince is taken by her joy—her ‘beauty’—and takes the remaining shoe, determined to find this mystery woman. Others pretend to be her, but are instantly found out when the shoe doesn’t fit. In a moment of courage, Cinderella emerges from the place in which she’s supposed to hide, showing herself to be the One.
The gratitude message for me is in the courage she showed, first by letting herself shine, and then by being open about who she really is, despite the outward situation. In her moment of despair, she was shown her own beauty. In owning that beauty, she found freedom.
Today I will wear my finest gown and dance, giving thanks for the moment, and for the reality of the feeling which lasts. Gratitude is truly magical!
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