Cinderella… Is That You?

Cute curly little girl playing Cinderella fairy tale holding a magic wand next to a pumpkin carriage having fun in an autumn park at Halloween

Are you living the life of Cinderella… before the ball?

Huh?

Okay… I’ll explain. Before the ball, Cinderella never said NO. Always did what she was told or what was expected of her. She dreamed that her life could be different… but never really did anything to change it. She actually was the heiress to her father’s estate and yet she lived as a servant and a pauper. She really didn’t believe in herself… she was stuck in the old… I’m Not Enough Syndrome.

Essentially, Cinderella was a people pleaser… just like I was… and just like many of you are. The only difference is… she had a fairy godmother.

But interestingly enough, her fairy godmother did nothing to change Cinderella. She only changed her beliefs about herself. For the first time, Cinderella believed she was a true princess and she became the part… she became ENOUGH in her own mind. Which was wonderful… until the clock struck twelve… and it all went away… Cinderella and her newfound beliefs all became proverbial pumpkins.

Of course you know the end of the story… Cinderella left a glass slipper at the ball and the Prince used it to search for her… somehow he knew that only his princess would have a foot tiny enough for it to fit… and Cinderella had just enough moxie left to step up and produce the other shoe after her ugly stepsister broke the one the prince brought along.

And… they lived happily ever after.

So let me tell you what’s going on if you are living the life of pre-ball Cinderella. It’s not what you are doing for other people that is getting to you… it’s your underlying, subconscious beliefs that are causing the problems. And… specifically it’s the anger, fear, frustration, guilt, despair and a host of other unpleasant emotions which those beliefs trigger to keep you behaving in a way to protect yourself.

Jane

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Waiting for the Other Glass Slipper to Drop…

Bertha…brought up Cinderella last night…which is kind of unusual…we don’t usually talk about fairy tales…but she seemed to think this one related to my life…of course it did…doesn’t everything

She said that like Cinderella…I spend a lot of time…behind the scenes…working hard…and dreaming of someday…getting the recognition…that I want and deserve…

Hmmm…that does sound about right…so

So…what happens when that recognition comes my way…when I’m in the spotlight…

I squirm at the question…not unlike I do under that bright light…I remember working hard on a project…really doing a kicking job at it…but when I was praised publically…I felt uncomfortable…gave all the credit to the team…to my Mama…to the dog…to the copy machine…not just because it was true…but…because…I felt ill at ease with the attention…

Now…don’t get me wrong…I would have been miffed if I’d done all that work and no one had noticed…that’s what makes it a double edge Prince Charming’s sword…

Part of me wants to be recognized for a job well done…and part of me…still doesn’t quite feel worthy when I get it…and…what do I do…I discount it…what?…anyone could have done it…it was no big deal…I tell myself that I’m just trying to make the other person feel more comfortable…but…that’s not honestly the case…I’m keeping myself in my comfort zone…

That zone where I don’t fully recognize my own potential…and shy away when others do…

So…Bertha…being…Bertha…asks me how I think Cinderella felt when she got to the ball…when all eyes were suddenly on her…after years of fading into the woodwork that she was dusting…did she love the limelight…or did she think she was an imposter who would soon be found out…hmmm…

And…when she did get home…was she truly waiting for her prince to come…or was she waiting for the other glass slipper to drop…

Wow…a lot to think about this morning…guess this means more time in the contemplation chair…

Jane