The princess was disenchanted with love and so she turned her back upon the thronging mill of suitors and retired to her ivory tower for many years. There she studied strange and arcane matters with teachers from far off lands, she purified herself body and soul, and for hours she would meditate in utter stillness. The princess listened to the voice of her soul and communicated with faeries and angels, she talked to trees and to the birds perched on their branches.
At long last she felt ready to enter the world again and the whole kingdom breathed a sigh of relief, she was the youngest and most beautiful child in the royal family, and all had missed her sorely. A ball and a banquet was held to welcome her back, and the noble men of the court competed with each other to escort her to this fine occasion. She cared for none of them, but was drawn to a stranger with dark eyes and hair, who exuded a magnetic charm that she could not resist.
He wove such a spell on her that she could think of nothing else for days, for months, he would visit her often and was charming at times, and at other times cold. All her knowledge and training did not prevent her falling under the spell of this dark magician, once again it seemed she was lost to her family and to her kingdom.
In her despair the princess turned to a wise woman who had been one of her teachers and asked her, “What shall I do mother dear, all my peace has fled and the great mysteries no longer hold out their promise to me?” The old woman told the princess to lie down and she took her on a soul journey through her mind and imagination, together they went to the dark citadel where the magician kept his treasures. They found the blue jewel that he had stolen from her being and restored it to its proper place in the power centre of her throat.
Upon waking from this trance the princess found that the spell had broken, and her thoughts were her own again, once again she could speak her truth and explore the great mysteries, enjoy the sunshine, and run in the snow. She decided in that moment that she would never again give her power away to another soul, that if it were her destiny to marry, it would only be to one who loved her for her strength and power, and who would always be content for her to be the great soul that she indeed was.
And she did indeed meet such a man, but that is a tale for another time………….
Did you write this for me? I was drawn to the title and the image….then while reading the tale I felt a chill through my body! This is both the journey I long for (solitude, study of the Great Mysteries) and the journey I described in my throat chakra post! How cool! Thanks for sharing!
I’d be interested what you think of my post: http://joyfulcacophony.wordpress.com/2013/05/02/getting-my-voice-back-journeying-to-open-the-throat-chakra/