The little church on the hill was holding Alpha, a course that explored the meaning of life and the Christian faith. White Flower and the Princess decided to go along. On the last night of Alpha, White Flower and the Princess came to the last question, how can I make the most of the rest of my life?
They were advised to break with the past;
“Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will.” Romans 12:2
The instructor said; “There are two types of Christian; the chrysalis and the chameleon. The chrysalis is completely transformed, whereas the chameleon merely changes colour to suit its surroundings. Make a new start, let God transform you inwardly by a complete change.” The instructor added; “God wants us to leave behind the things that harm us.”
The King knew the Princess chose the chrysalis. Her transformation would begin in steps. First, she needed boundaries, just as the caterpillar needed a cocoon.
The Princess wanted to break from the past and wondered what White Flower was thinking. Her friendship with White Flower needed to change. White Flower liked to gossip, form triangles, and involve herself in areas which should clearly have been out of bounds. The Princess hated it but hadn’t been honest enough with herself or White Flower to say so. Her friendship with White Flower had been formed before she even knew about boundaries.
White Flower needed to be shown very clearly where and what her boundaries were. After Alpha had finished she found the strength and the will to confront her. Swallowing down her fear, the Princess stated her will. It was not a request. “I don’t want you going around to my ex-husband’s place when he is back from Australia, and talking about me to them. They are not friends of yours. It has to stop.” White Flower looked sulky as she asked “And if I don’t?” The Princess replied calmly but firmly, “Then you choose not to be friends with me any longer.”
White Flower thought about it and did not reject the Princess, instead she did what was asked and they were able to keep their friendship. Not long after the Princess built her first boundary, the King moved White Flower on. White Flower and Prince Honest were shifting to Canberra. The Princess did what she had done on every other occasion in her life where this was going to happen, and pulled away emotionally, to prepare for the parting.
Soon the day came for them to leave. She walked into their house to find Prince Honest in the midst of boxes and moving men. Prince Honest told her “my wife has not returned from lunch with her friend. The children need to be picked up from school, and their mother is nowhere to be found!” The Princess could see how brassed off he was. “I will get them” she offered. She had already collected her own children.
White Flower eventually turned up, looking like the cat that had swallowed the cream, wearing a dainty, expensive new watch on her wrist. Sweetly brushing off her husband’s protests about where she had been; she said; “I’ve been with my friend, and look what she gave me.” The Princess raised her eyebrows, took all of the children and went home, leaving White Flower and Prince Honest alone. When White Flower came to collect her children they hugged, and White Flower cried. The Princess felt sad, but relieved. She knew a better life awaited in Canberra, where she hoped White Flower could also break with the past.