How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
What if that were actually true? Would my life be the same? Would it change? Would yours? Do you have thoughts about this? If so, I hope you’ll share them.