A myth to live by.........and finally lived.

The child wondered who her real parents were, where the safety she craved might be found, where the love that she "knew" in her deepest self might be found. The myth she lived by was that one day all would be magically revealed, the craving for a safe haven and a soul mate would be resolved and life would be transformed forever.

Seeking this love and safety, and armed only with hope and no signposts she entered the world, defenseless and lonely, feeling herself ugly, fat, unlovable .......she hid her fear of the world by excelling in her chosen field, earning praise for what she "did" rather than who she actually might be.

Late in life, greying and having lost hope of being seen and recognised, the woman/child met a prince amongst men, who saw her inner beauty and allowed that to shine like a beacon in the world to all other women who had thought themselves lost and alone. She felt herself opening like a flower with its face to the sun in the warmth of his love. She felt her creative self awaken and taking a pen in her hand began to write............