Follow The White Rabbit

If I was a character in Alice in Wonderland, I think I'd have to be the Cheshire Cat.

I'd snooze in a tree all day and create mischief and mayhem by night. I'd see the future, cast opaque predictions, and make acid remarks while drinking umpteen cups of tea.

I'd turn the world upside down, eat scones with the Mad Hatter, and poke fun at the Dormouse. He deserves it, after all.

I wish I could be the Caterpillar - smoking a hookah and dispensing impenetrable observations - but somehow the Cheshire Cat just seems more appropriate.

Which one would you be - the Queen of Hearts? Tweedledee? (I was Tweedledee in a play once when I was younger, and I had to do a somersault on the stage, which was not a super-pretty thing, I assure you). The Duchess? The fish-footman?

Lewis Carroll was an inspired literary genius. I am just a humble sewist who is unashamedly capitalising on his creativity.

Tumbling through the Looking-Glass

I love Alice in Wonderland. I loved it as a child, and I still love it now.

I love Lewis Carroll's language. I love the Cheshire Cat, and the Red Queen. I love the magical idea that little bottles of elixir and little pieces of cake can grow or shrink you. I love the caterpillar.

I love the Dormouse. I love the maze. I love the contrary-wise twins Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum. When I was younger I got to act Tweedle-Dee in a stage play my lunchtime theatre group did, of Through The Looking Glass. (And I love the quaint old term "looking-glass". So much nicer than the pedestrian "mirror".)

I think the thing I loved the most then, and still love to this day, is the belief that there are parallel worlds beside us, and that the reality we experience every day is only one way of looking at the world.

I had one of those momentary epiphanies at work today.

I've been struggling recently at work. Mainly on the inside, but it's revealed itself externally in various ways. There's been a lot of change and some of it's been good, and some of it less good. But I've reached a kind of homeostasis now - the angst and frustration of it is more or less constant and has more or less stabilised. It's something I can deal with.

And I had this realisation today, that mostly, the pain is self-inflicted. What is it the Buddhists say? Ego is the root of all suffering?

I have come to the realisation that I can release myself from the internal angst if I can just relinquish my grasp on my ego. All I have to do is understand, and truly accept, that I am not as important as I think I am. Or should be.

That's it. Sounds simple, doesn't it? But it's easier said than done, that's for sure.

It's such a trap to measure your own worth through other people's eyes. I've carefully calculated my value based on other people's view of me, oh yes. I've weighed their compliments and their criticism, and I've run the ruler over my own sense of self, and I've usually come up wanting.

I've felt I wanted more. That I deserved more, dammit. The chance to do more, to be more involved, the opportunity to do better. Responsibility and authority, I've wanted that. I've wanted to earn my colleagues' respect and be valued by my superiors. If only I was given the chance. Like a flame inside a bell jar, I sputter without the oxygen of praise.

Something in me needs a constant flow of achievement. Goals reached, strategies developed, targets surpassed. Mountains climbed, each one higher than the last. Without it, I shrink and wither, and my confidence falters.

And so I've finally realised that what I need to do now, to ride this wave of change, is give that away.

Just.... let it go.

Because in ceasing the struggle with myself and my perceived value, I hope to also lose the sense of injustice. If I am the one who is generating that sense, through my thoughts and my over-analysis of others' consideration of me, then that's something I can change.

Because in the scheme of things, I really am unimportant. And I have the ability to accept that, and put it aside. Change my perspective.

Digging deep inside the rabbit hole, I want to find another world.