About Charioteer stories written by Dear J
"..... The second scenario called to me for another possible ending. One in which our heroine is asked to believe in herself more; believe in the possibility of transformation in whatever way the unconscious chooses to manifest itself. I think everything begins and ends in the believing....it may just be that simple, but our Westernized minds insist on making it complicated.What if our heroine, after many strenuous hours of attempting to bring these opposing steeds toward a unified effort, decides she’s fought a good battle and wants to call it a day. She’s tired of holding the tension of the opposites and is willing to risk accusations of indolence and impotence by onlookers and spectators. The horses sense the change in her energy and determination and come to a stopping place on their own.
She steps out of the chariot, and for the first time in quite awhile, has her feet on the ground. She begins walking. She feels dejected and somewhat of a failure, but as she begins to come in touch with the wisdom of her body, she knows she did what she needed to do. Her gait begins to quicken and new energy fills her spirit. Without even knowing it, she has entered a part of the countryside that she is not familiar with. There are deep woods all around. She continues to walk without any sense of direction with her worst fear possibly being materialized...she is totally and hopelessly lost. Resigned even to that if it be the outcome of adding an addendum to the charioteer’s rule book, she accepts her fate.At the very moment of resignation and acceptance, she looks up and sees a horse unlike anything she has ever seen. There is no fear between her and this animal. She knows that this ride will be different. There will be no fighting for the lead, only miles and miles of exploring and learning.And all because she gave up...At times, admitting we can’t do something is the next step to making it happen.
The “letting go” allows the “letting be.” "
She steps out of the chariot, and for the first time in quite awhile, has her feet on the ground. She begins walking. She feels dejected and somewhat of a failure, but as she begins to come in touch with the wisdom of her body, she knows she did what she needed to do. Her gait begins to quicken and new energy fills her spirit. Without even knowing it, she has entered a part of the countryside that she is not familiar with. There are deep woods all around. She continues to walk without any sense of direction with her worst fear possibly being materialized...she is totally and hopelessly lost. Resigned even to that if it be the outcome of adding an addendum to the charioteer’s rule book, she accepts her fate.At the very moment of resignation and acceptance, she looks up and sees a horse unlike anything she has ever seen. There is no fear between her and this animal. She knows that this ride will be different. There will be no fighting for the lead, only miles and miles of exploring and learning.And all because she gave up...At times, admitting we can’t do something is the next step to making it happen.
The “letting go” allows the “letting be.” "

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