Let’s fall down the rabbit hole and have some fun. I’ve been pondering Wonderland through Alice eyes. What does it all mean? Can we learn anything from it?
I’ve gathered together the best quotes and images to be found and attempted to tie them together with some non and some sense.
“Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.” — Duchess
The White Rabbit
The White Rabbit. That waistcoat wearing, clock bearing, hop hop hopping curiosity that may have killed the cat. Or Alice for that matter. Be curious. Follow that rabbit. You never know where it might lead you.
Falling Down The Rabbit Hole
Yes, it might lead you to some incomprehensible places for reasons as yet unknown. Places that are dark and fuzzy, surreal and strange. Places that scare you and dare you to explore. Feel the fear. Step out of your comfort zone. Take a chance and do something different. Surprise yourself. You never know what’s round the corner so instead of waiting, hop skip and jump right in.
Drink me. Eat me. Challenge me. Dare me. Do something spontaneous. Take a risk. It may unlock doors that once seemed impassible. No, I don’t mean impossible.
“Nothing is impossible!” — Door
Big & Little
Sometimes you’re ten feet tall, know it all, having a ball. Next, you take a curve ball, have a great fall, feel teeny tiny small. We change. We grow. We go one way. We stop. We change direction. We take a couple of steps back then a few forward. Like a dance. Most importantly, we just keep going.
“I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed since then” — Alice
Tick tock. Tick tock. The ticking clock will never stop. Time is elusive. Time won’t wait. Time is all we have. Time is now. Now is for ever. Live for now. This moment. Right here. And the next. And the next.
Pack Of Cards
Life is like a game of cards. People are dealt different hands. Some keep their cards close to their chest. Some play by the rules. Some cheat. Sometimes, you just need a bit of luck. Sometimes, following the rules is futile. Sometimes, you just have to go with it. Pick a card, any card and make it work.
Mad Hatter’s Tea Party
Alice, we know exactly how you feel about life not making sense. But sense is for tasting. For seeing. For hearing, feeling, smelling. There is no sense in trying to make sense of something that has no sense at all. Life is nonsensical. The wise sense that life is for living, for sensing, for nonsensing. Life is not for trying to make sense. If that sounds like nonsense then it most probably makes sense.
Take a leaf out of the Hatter’s tea cup. Embrace the nonsense. Oh, and drink tea.
“We’re all mad here” — The Mad Hatter
Through The Looking Glass
Looking at your reflection in the mirror is all well and good. If you like what you see, of course. But, as much as we’re convinced to believe otherwise, surface is superficial. Sometimes you have to go deeper. We’re not our own reflections. We’re human. We have multiple dimensions. We have layers. We have depth. Most of all, we have imperfections. That’s what makes us all so darn perfect! Give up standing on the outside, appraising exteriors. Step into that looking glass and explore a plethora of individual, nonsensical and utterly fabulous wonderlands.
Alice: “This is impossible”
The Mad Hatter: “Only if you believe it is”
We are all Alice. We are all exploring. Wonderland is exhausting. But help is at hand. Read. Use your imagination. Play. Be spontaneous. Live young. Stand tall. Most importantly… BE. LIVE. BELIEVE.
Finally, that age-old question that’s had us scratching our chins for decades…
“Why is a raven like a writing desk?”
Lewis Carroll had this to say:
Enquiries have been so often addressed to me, as to whether any answer to the Hatter’s Riddle can be imagined, that I may as well put on record here what seems to me to be a fairly appropriate answer, viz. “Because it can produce a few notes, thought they are very flat,; and it is never put with the wrong end in front!” This, however, is merely an after-thought: the Riddle, as originally invented, had no answer at all”
-Lewis Carroll, Christmas, 1896
The End. Or should I say, THE BEGINNING. Write your own Wonderland.
Originally published on Rust & Gold Dust