Where everything seems possible...nothing is what it seems

I discovered, or rediscovered actually, something which I thought I lost. My love for the simpler times. When I was a kid I was enamored by fantasical stories about far off places and hidden secrets and princesses and kings. I have always been a lover of stories.

I found myself bored to tears tonight and decided to find a way out of the maze of my boredom and search for things that could fill my brain with anything other than the thought of being bored. I stumbled upon the very word that brought me to write this blog...maze...or better yet, labyrinth.

Growing up one of my most favorite movies was Labyrinth. Yes, its a silly representation of the imaginative mind of Jim Henson, but in my child mind it was poetry. I found myself lost in the story of Sarah...trapped in the Goblin Kings labyrinth. She got her self into that mess by wishing her half-brother away. So I did what most internet savy people do...I turned to youtube to see if there was a broken up version on it.

And there was.

So there must be someone else out there (or many someone else's) that fancy this type of movie genera. I was engrossed in the film. I love the simplicity and child-like innocence of the tale. Be careful what you wish for is the overt theme. And how true that statement rings for me today.

I have so many times wished for things so badly and professed them aloud, only to find myself wandering the labyrinth of my wish. Confused and seemingly alone. But just as Sarah had a host of mythical creatures to aide her in her search, I too have my own Rolodex of characters that I call upon to aide me.

But what is most notable is that they never take her OUT of the labyrinth...they just help her through it. No one says, "let me pull you out and take you to the end"...they just walk with her. So I guess the lesson is that I should stop waiting for someone to pull me out of the maze I created for myself and just walk it.

At least I have company.

The hardest thing for me to face when I go through things like this is the realization that I just don't have a map to guide me to the exact route I should take. I must face dead ends, and walking in circles, and starting over where I lost my way. But I have to keep going. I hate that part...the uncertainty of it all. What if I get to where I'm going and its not where I want to be? Sure, many a philosopher would argue that the place I land is the place I need to be, but what if the outcome of my maze is not where I'm ready to face?

Its so hard to decide. Do I keep going? Well as in most labyrinths, you have no choice! You must press on because trying to find your way back to get out from where you started would only leave you more lost than you are now! So its like the labyrinth itself propels you forward...willingly or unwillingly...but always purposefully.

I am trying to find my way to the unknown prize at the end. In my story I will not find my little brother. What will I find at the end?

Hopefully something great....oh God, please let it be great.