A fairy tells her story
“Owning our story and loving ourselves through the process is the bravest thing that we will ever do” – Brene Brown.
Once upon a time there was a fairy born in an abandoned castle that overlooked the kingdom of princesses. Every day she watched the princesses come and go, admiring their crowns and gowns and dreaming of one day going to princess school.
She had big dreams of having a positive impact on others through writing, but she didn’t want to write for anyone but her inspired self. She had big dreams of having a positive impact on others through teaching but only wanted to teach what she was inspired to teach.
She followed a system at princess school that led her to a career that would not make her happy – because she had settled for a life someone else had written for her.
She was relieved one day to awaken from what was literally a 33-year-long dream – resurrected as the dreaming entrepreneur she had once been before she learned limits.
She started to dream big and she started to reconnect with her inner guidance and began to remember the things she had come here to do.
She was born a fairy for a reason. She was born to be a teacher to fairies. She was born to start a fairy school and her calling was to help as many fairies as possible learn to love who and what they are; and share their unique and important fairy dust with the world.
She realised she had spent her whole life dreaming of being a princess when she was born a powerful and magical fairy with the ability to fly. She was born to teach other fairies to be proud of their wings and not to envy or be hypnotised by the golden crowns and pretty dresses.
She was born to fly, and she was born to teach others that they could fly too. She was born to sprinkle fairy dust over the world to help others wake up and do the work they are here to do – find their SoulPrint and live a life of purpose and Dharma.
This is my myth and my truth about growing up with a spiritual mum in a dominant materialistic/religious world. Many of you will resonate with this myth, because myths have been around since the beginning of time. They connect us to each other, and they help us understand who we are, and why we are here. I always wanted to be normal and fit in, but I never quite did, because my beliefs were so different. I have an Indigenous worldview. When I awakened and found like-minded spiritual people who love tarot, esoteric/ancient wisdom, astrology, signs from the universe and many other Teachings of the Light I felt at home. Like the white swan who had always felt like the ugly duckling, I had finally found my tribe! So, thank you Spiritual Lightworkers of the World, you and your existence have given me the courage to go forth and be me in this world. You make me feel less alone when no-one around me (physically) resonates with who I am and what I stand for. You are who I write for.