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An Interesting Story
« on: April 09, 2006, 12:08:08 pm »
From "The Five Stages of the Soul"

The Lute Player

Once upon a time in a peaceful land a King and Queen ruled happily over a prosperous people. By all rights the King should be contented with his many blessings. But as the years pass he grows restless and one day decides to wage war on a neighboring heathen ruler.

Rallying his armies, the King leads his troops into glorious battle. His Queen is anxious to accompany him, but the King assures her that adventure is man's business and that she should remain at home.

At first, the King subdues his adversary and revels in his victories. But soom the tides of fortune change. His armies are routed, and he is thrown into a dungeon by a heathen ruler. Forced into slave labor, the King manages to smuggle a letter out to the Queen, ordering her to sell the royal treasure and send ransom to free him.

The Queen's first impulse is to obey. But then she reconsiders: none of her counselors can be trusted to deliver such a large ransom. And if she makes the journey herself she may be taken prisoner. Finally she decides to set her own course. Shearing off her beautiful long hair, costuming herself in a minstrel suit, shouldering a lute, she travels in male disguise until she arrives at the gate of the heathen ruler's palace. Here she sings a beautiful ballad. The heathen ruler listens, is charmed, and sends for the balladeer.

"Boy," he says. "Your music is magnificent. Stay with me for three days and serenade me. Then I shall grant you your heart's desire."

For three days and three nights the Queen sings her songs and recites poems. At the end of this time the ruler is well pleased and asks the minstrel what he wishes in reward. The Queen replies that while traveling through the countryside a rugged bodyguard is often needed. Perhaps the king can spare such a ruffian from his dungeon?

The ruler readily agrees and the minstrel is escortedto the prison and given the pick of the lot. The Queen quickly recognizes her husband, weakened and humbled, but very much alive.

Now at this point in the story, the Plot takes a surprising turn. Though the King goes willingly with the minstrel, he fails to recognize that his rescuer is also his wife. The Queen, in turn, keeps her identity secret. The King, it seems, still has lessons to learn.

Together they travel many miles, and along the way the mysterious minstrel nurses the King back to health. Finally they reach their homeland, where the King attempts to reward his rescuer. But the balladeer refuses any reward. And so they part ways.

The Queen now races back to the palace, puts on her royal gown, and walks out grandly to meet the King.

"Why didn't you gather the ransom and free me as I commanded?" the King shouts at her when they meet.

The Queen makes no reply.

"And where did you go?" he asks suspiciously, having learned that his wife has been missing from the palace for several months.

The King then stomps off and the Queen returns to her room. Here she puts on her minstrel clothes, takes up her lute, and approaches the King's chamber, singing a beautiful ballad.

"It is the boy who freed me!" the King cries in delight, hearing the wondrous music. "At least he has been faithful!" The King invites the minstrel to enter his chambers. "You have come for your reward at last, O brave singer. What is your wish?"

At this the Queen removes the minstrel hat and cloak to reveal her true identity. Realizing that the Queen has been his benefactor all along, that her subtle wisdom has succeeded where his heroic bravura has failed, the King's overcome with remorse and gratitude. He begs his wife to forgive him, which she gladly does, and together they celebrate their reunion.
« Last Edit: April 09, 2006, 02:01:16 pm by Daniel »
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Interpretation of the Story
« Reply #1 on: April 09, 2006, 12:20:09 pm »
Also from "The Five Stages of the Soul"

As the story opens, the King is marching off with great pomp to play the manly game of war, attempting, perhaps, to revive a lost spirit of youthful adventure and to make his mark before all opportunities for glory fade. He is following a call; but it is the wrong call, the call of the ego rather than the soul. Not until the entire cycle of his folly, fall, awakening, and rebirth have run their course will he realize that his feminine side was both his Call and his salvation.

Despite his initial success - in the beginning we sometimes fool ourselves when we attempt to relive our past - the King learns that recapturing the glories of youth is a foolish dream. Conquest eludes him, and his attempts to recapture these fragments of time gone by bring humiliation and imprisonment. The King is then rescued by the force of the feminine, which up till now he has denied. Intelligence and subtle wisdom are personified in the form of the Queen, who comes to help him in his darkest hour, offering a second Call, this time to true freedom.

For the Queen, on the other hand, the King's defeat serves as a wake-up Call. Resisting the stereotypes of helplessness and passivity, our heroine responds by ignoring her husband's orders and adopting the masculine role of rescuer and champion. She even wears masculine clothes andcuts her hair. (In many traditional stories the act of cutting one's hair is a sign of emasculation for men - think of Samson - while it is an act of defiance and independence for women.)

When the Queen finally confronts her husband's captor, she does not attempt to beat him into surrender as a younger champion might do. Instead she calls on the more mature power of cunning - just like the fisherman. She then proceeds to make friends with her dangerous adversay through the hypnotic power of story and song, outsmarting the same might enemy her husband was unable to subdue with all his manly powers.

The brave Queen, what's more, though a man in outward appearance, accomplishes these deeds by womanly means: song, intuition, gentleness, all of which prove far more potent weapons than brute strength. Though the Queen wears a manly costume and walks the warrior's way, she remains true to her feminine self and to the wisdom of maturity, so different in its styles from the heroic gestures of youth.

The rescued King, meanwhile, does not yet have the insight to recognize the true identity of his deliverer, or to see that she is bearing him the Call to freedom. In the fires of defeat he has been purified but not enlightened. For this further enlightenment, his wife, symbol of the anima or soul, is necessary.

Like Dante's Beatrice, the Queen leads her husband out of his inferno-like dungeon back to his homeland, his balance point, his center. Here the King at last comes to know the truth: in a flash of self-insight he realizes it was his Queen, his own feminine half, who has been calling him all this time. While in prison and even after his return, the King believed that he had been deserted by his feminine counterpart; that he was alone in his struggle. Now he learns the turth. His soul has always been at his side the entire time, he discovers, guiding him through the wilderness, nursing him back to health, leading him from hell to heaven. This shock of recognition causes the King to experience a Breakthrough and to undergo a moment of enlightenment. Seeing into his illusions and into himself, he is changed forever. Understanding the extent of his blindness, he begs his wife's forgiveness. Together they merge into completeness, raised to a higher place than before by each answering their own Call, and by enlisting in equal measure the male and female energies within them. In this way both King and Queen, masculine and feminine, the two sides of our own consciousness, are united, completed - and redeemed.
Why do we consume what we consume?
Why do we believe what we believe?
Why do we accept what we accept?
You have a body, a mind, and a soul.... You have a responsibility.

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Re: An Interesting Story
« Reply #2 on: April 09, 2006, 12:21:32 pm »
I don't think I need to point out the parallels between this story and Brokeback Mountain. But if you feel like you would like me to point them out, for exploratory or aesthetic purposes, let me know, and I shall only be too glad to oblige.
« Last Edit: June 09, 2006, 11:28:29 pm by Daniel »
Why do we consume what we consume?
Why do we believe what we believe?
Why do we accept what we accept?
You have a body, a mind, and a soul.... You have a responsibility.