For many years, I kept a framed copy of this beautiful image of the fairy and the frog by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite. It was my little mirror.
Oftentimes, I felt like the frog . . . in a dire place, asking for care. And sometimes (not as often as I wished!), I felt like the fairy so graceful and calm.
The fairy leans forward with care and listens with such kind compassion to the frog, and the flowers in her hair (and the golden flowers all around her) never muss or drop. She is always fresh and lovely, free of fear, her heart open to the needs of her froggy companion. I also love her little feet on the rock and the way she rests.
Now, years later, I see that this painting is also about self-compassion. (Our little inner frog is always asking for our inner kind-and-composed-fairy to stand by us and listen and give kindness and understanding!)
Back then, with a bit of amusement, I used to imagine a little barometer (pointing either toward the frog or toward the fairy) that would let me know where I was in that particular moment. The best part was, impermanence being what it is, I watched that little imaginary barometer switch around day by day (and sometimes moment by moment)!
A kind reminder
That is a reminder that—no matter how deep a frog mood you are having—fairy days are always on the horizon.
In this moment, are you the fairy or the frog?