Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland could be a best seller today…in a whole new genre… if its wisdom was rendered anew in a snazzy self-help format. So many lessons wrapped in biting humor…j’adore…and I always will.
There’s one snippet, especially, that stokes the fire in my creative furnace. It works every time…a wee segment from Chapter 5 where the ever-caustic straight-talk from the Queen cuts through.
I think her words have the capacity to work wonders (wink!) to counter modern day malaise, creative funks. Just enough of a goose to toss me back into the game. “Get in there, girl”, I hear the Queen saying, “You’ve got stories of your own to tell!”
Here’s the message from the “Queen as Coach”. Thank you, Lewis Carroll:
Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.”
“I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
Yes, yes. From the Queen’s lips to my ears…head, heart. Alice was whining…just a tad. I can’t, she laments. Not unlike my sometimes negative, lackluster voice…the heckler in my head. You can’t. Even if you did, it’s not good enough. Alice and I share inner critics who shut us down before we find our groove. Our creative lane.
In my head, I also imagine the Queen uttering, under her breath, “Pish-posh” as she deftly commiserates with Alice, while also busting her chops. “Believe in the impossible…but for pity’s sake, you DO need to do the work. Get up early and crank it out!”
Yes, my Queen. I hear you. I don’t know if I can conjure six impossible things before breakfast but maybe I can take a swing and round up one or two. If I believe I can…Vicki in Wonderland.
Big smiles…from me and the Queen,