I am a princess. All girls are. Even if they live in tiny old attics. Even if they dress in rags, even if they aren’t pretty, or smart, or young. They’re still princesses.
Do you remember reading stories or watching movies about fairy tales or princesses when you were a little girl?
Did you spend hours letting your imagination run wild and dreaming about being a princess?
Was your faith unshakable, as you believed that anything was possible?
But the heartaches and callous realities of life can throw water on our dreams and quench the fire in us until it is barely a spark.
Or maybe someone told us it was time to grow up, or time to wake up….
Yet what if with all our attempts at waking up, we actually fell asleep…?
What can we do, to help us to wake up?
And could it be that in our awakening is when we are able to dream again?