Do little girls need a change of mind to be happy?

Ok, so to be clear right from the beginning: This is not a post about parenting. This is a post about the little girls, that we once were, and that still live inside of us. Yep, we all know her. She’s the one who wants to cuddle up on the couch when everything is just too much and not talk to anybody. With a huge Ben & Jerry’s Peanut Butter Cup ice-cream and one of those romcoms. This post is not only for our ‘inside of us little girls’ but also the ones in our lives, little sisters, daughters, nieces, the kid next door. I wanna tell you why we need tp share with them the real story of how to live a happy life and how to succeed. Nope, still no parenting post.

I believe we’re all queens. At least I think we should all behave like one. I know this statement sounds totally strange at first. But you’re still reading (which is great!) so let me tell you a short story on how I came to this conclusion: I always wanted to be a princess like most little girls. Around the globe, girls (and a lot of grown up women) go to bed every night wishing to wake up being kissed by a handsome fella just about to put a crown on their heads immediately after that passionate introduction. And they lived happily ever after.

Honestly, I love most of the Disney Princess movies, especially “Beauty and the Beast” and “Aladdin”.

I grew up with them and their completely unrealistic way of relationship commencements, which makes it hard for a girl not to wish being rescued by a Prince Charming one day. But how unlikely is it, that an incredibly good-looking, kind, rich, young, smart, animal-loving, single (!) guy breaks into your apartment at six o’clock in the morning, feeling that you’re the one he always wanted to save from her personal misery (yes, we all have issues), therefore running to your bedroom to embrace you tenderly, and — after some intense smooching (bad morning breath hellooo!?) — proposing with the biggest rock you’ve ever seen. Exactly. Not going to happen. Would be somehow creepy anyway.

One of my best friends told me to read “Marianne Williamson: A Woman’s Worth” around two years ago. It is a brilliant book, that a lot of women should read, let’s say, once a year. Please take a couple of minutes to read and understand what Marianne has to say about princesses and queens:

“What is a princess and what is a queen? Why is the princess often a pejorative description of a certain type of woman, and the word queen hardly ever applied to women at all? A princess is a girl who knows that she will get there, who is on her way perhaps but is not yet there. She has power but she does not yet wield it responsibly. She is indulgent and frivolous. She cries but not yet noble tears. She stomps her feet and does not know how to contain her pain or use it creatively.
A queen is wise. She has earned her serenity, not having had it bestowed on her but having passed her tests. She has suffered and grown more beautiful because of it. She has proved she can hold her kingdom together. She has become its vision. She cares deeply about something bigger than herself. She rules with authentic power.”

This quote inspired me so much, that it sparked the idea of creating my blog regarding topics, I care about and which transformed me into the woman that I am proud of being today. Since reading Marianne’s book, I don’t consider myself a wanna-be princess anymore. I consider myself a spiritual queen in-the-making. I try to implement this mindset into my daily life and everything feels so much easier, better and much more natural. Sure, there are days, where I struggle, whine about nonsense and feel tiny and insignificant. Still, I never lose sight of my ultimate goal: getting each day a bit closer to feeling whole through being me, realizing my dreams and through my own experiences. Not through somebody else.

What I want to express through that post is simple: There’s no knight in shiny armour on a white horse going to rescue us and going to make us happy. If you have a dream or goal in life, don’t depend on the benevolence of somebody else. You have to make it happen yourself. Work hard. Stand up for yourself. It’s everything but easy, I get that. But nobody and especially no men will carry you to your goal. And nobody is responsible for making you happy. Only you can do that.

How do you feel about the above quote? And what do you consider yourself to be? I’m really curious to know your opinion, so let me know in the comments section below.

Nina