It’s not that I didn’t care about things, I just didn’t want to deal with any of it. And I felt like nothing I did mattered. So I chose to just float along in my Happy Little Emily Bubble filled with rainbow sparkly stars and kitties with wings.
And just like Bastian, all along I had this calling in my heart to do what I dreamed, to tell stories and share my art and God’s love with the world. But I kept denying it for so many years, because I didn’t know what to do, how to get started.
Even when the storm was raging all around him at the end of the movie, Bastian still kept saying, “It’s not me, they can’t be talking about me!”, and that’s exactly how I was for many years.
I couldn’t believe that one little me could be so important.
Fantasia was almost destroyed due to Bastian’s denial.
My life was almost destroyed in much the same way.
It wasn’t until Donald Trump was re-elected that I started to realize that this time and this place is what I was really made for all along. And that everything I had been waking up to over the last few years was leading me here.
Slowly I’ve been putting things together, and starting to share how I feel and what I see with the people around me again after many years of hiding in shame and thinking that no one cares about what I have to say.
I realized that my journey hasn’t been in vain any more than Bastian’s was. Because the entire movie was about him going through the journey, not for the journey’s sake, but so that he would realize that he was stronger than he thought, and that he did have the power to do something.
One person can make a difference. And maybe if we all realized that, we could all change the world together.
But I do still fly with my sparkly fairy kitties from time to time 😄