All my life I have wished for a love similar to Ariel's. Recently I have been absently thinking about love and wanting to experience a love where gazing into each other's eyes sends you into deep awareness of love. In the story the man falls in love with the princess's voice. In my life I have needed to fall in love with my own voice, more than my singing voice, but also what I believe and for which I will stand up. In return Ariel dances with him even though it is like she is dancing on glass.
This morning I was massaging my feet because it felt like I had danced on glass, then I realized my dream of Ariel had manifested itself in my life and broke into tears of Joy. This is the third Miracle in three days to manifest.
Last night I danced with a boy, who will remain unnamed here but for keeping with the theme of Ariel's story we can call him Prince Eric. When dancing in partner form I usually keep up a side conversation the whole dance. Except this time, with Prince Eric, we just exchanged names and our bodies talked. Completely. I had that experience of being linked only by feet, arms, and eyes to the other partner. It felt as if we were two vessels expressing love through us. We moved, something moved us. We matched perfectly, something matched us up. My feet are sending shivers up my body just with the memory.
As I was following his lead, it was his eyes that were my anchors, the lightest suggestions of his hands blazing signals of direction through chaos.
I realized a thing or two about Ariel, too. She was always a princess, so to be a princess all I have had to do all along is love the princess in my heart. Once a princess, always a princess. One does not need to marry into royal happiness, one needs only to remember her place among the stars. We are scientifically, factually made of stardust and so was the planet we walk upon once sunshine. We walk on sunshine. Ariel's feet hurt because she was growing new legs, changing life styles, and fully embracing a life out of her element. Like fully embracing a stranger in complete trust. It was like our legs hurt because they were racing to catch up to what the heart was already experiencing.
It is my habit to fully release the past as I embrace the future. So I went through the words to release last night, yet something within me holds onto that memory which makes my heart feel light. Perhaps releasing the past means you can still Embrace it when memories are alive within you as you embrace the present. Saying, that was absolutely lovely, and I will keep it with me, and I will be here Now. I can remember the magic of the Northern Lights, and the selflessness of Ariel's Dance.
Lesson# 5: Release the Past when it does Not Hurt. (Otherwise take care of/ comes to terms with/ enjoy the memories).
