Just A Pack of Cards

I am excited to see Alice in Wonderland.
I am not a huge Tim Burton fan, and I like Johnny Depp

 (he and Keith Richards in Pirates...how perfect were they?)
 enough, and the characters- the Mad Hatter, the White Rabbit, the Cheshire cat- but it's the story, Alice's story that I love so much. It's very Women Who Run With the Wolves (which should be required reading for every woman).
She falls down a dark hole. Things are tempting, nothing seems quite right. Others behave in strange, sometimes cruel ways. She's attacked for being who she is. Then, Alice's realization: You're all just a pack of cards! And she wakes up, herself, in a normal world.

It's a reminder to me that we often give things power over us, especially when in a dark, deep  place- that when we remember who we truly are, we are returned home, and those things that seemed so overwhelming? Why, they were just a pack of cards, scattered leaves in the wind.