“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.” ~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
At the end of the movie, Alice chops off the Jabberwocky’s head then returns home triumphant and sails off to her own, self-created destiny. She has lots of friends who helped her along the way. She lives her own truth, shows courage throughout and is richly rewarded with the kind of freedom that many people only dream of.
In my world, the Jabberwocky is that needling self-doubt (and sometimes self-loathing) that gets reflected back to me in criticisms or judgments from others, in a false sense of displacement that makes me feel I have to earn love, support or goodness (I’ve learned I don’t and that this belief only prevents it from flowing to me), and from various other choices that aren’t in alignment with my highest good.
So, Jabberwocky, off with your head!
I have a ship waiting.