The Snow Queen

The Snow Queen

Snow Queen

The Snow Queen by H.C. Andersen is an extraordinary story, containing the primary dangers of man.

We have the following main players in the story:

  • The Devil, who creates the troll-mirror who distorts the perceived reality.
  • The Snow Queen, which palace and gardens are in the lands of permafrost. She is successful in abducting Kay after he has fallen victim to the splinters of the troll-mirror.
  • An old sorceress, who maintains a cottage on the river, with a garden that is permanently in summer. She seeks to keep Gerda with her, but Gerda’s thought of roses (the flower most favored by herself and Kay) awakens her from the old woman’s enchantment.
  • Kay, a little boy, who falls victim to the splinters of the troll-mirror and the blandishments of the Snow Queen.
  • Gerda, the heroine of this tale, who succeeds in finding and saving Kai from the Snow Queen.
  • The Rose.

The two children, who like brother and sister, grow up together as in the garden of Eden.

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When they became ‘I’ conscious Kay got a splint from the troll-mirror in his eye, and now saw a distorted view of the world, where the beautiful became ugly, and the ugly became beautiful, or in other words, he lost sight of the magical, the spiritual, which he could still see as a child. He fell victim to materialism or the Ahrimanic, symbolized through the Snow Queen (Lilith), who kills love and compassion in his heart by her everlasting winter. He could no longer enjoy the Roses.

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Gerda went seeking for Kay, to get him home again, but she felt victim to the old sorceress, who also tried to kill the love and compassion through the everlasting summer, a reminiscent of the old Eden, symbolizing the retreat into the spiritual, or the Luciferic. She was saved by her love to the Rose, which the sorcerer has banished from her garden. It is interesting that many abridged versions don’t have this part of the story included.

Snow Queen Palace

Through Gerda’s love and tears Kay is saved from from his frozen condition, and the Rose makes him cry causing the glass splinter to fall from his eye.

The End

When they came home again they were grown up.

The story ends with:

The grandmother sat in the bright sunshine, and read aloud from the Bible: “Unless ye become as little children, ye cannot enter the kingdom of heaven.”

And Kay and Gerda looked in each other’s eyes, and all at once they understood the old hymn:

“The rose in the valley is blooming so sweet, And angels descend there the children to greet.”

There sat the two grown-up persons; grown-up, and yet children; children at least in heart; and it was summer-time; summer, glorious summer!

It is interesting that the girl is susceptible to the lures of Lucifer and the boy is susceptible to the lures of Ahriman, and that she gets him out of the clutches of Ahriman.

Moira Li-Lynn Ong connects the story to depression, which is the Ahrimanian sickness of today, in The shattered mirror as symbol of depression:

The tale begins with the shattering of a magical mirror, its pieces spreading over the world. When a shard enters a person’s eye, they only see the negative aspects of things. When it enters someone’s heart, it turns to ice. The symptoms of depression are eerily similar, including irritability, negative thoughts and perhaps even worse, numbness.
The story shifts thereafter to a little boy and girl, Kay and Gerda. They can be regarded as anam cara, soul-friends. Alternatively, they may be seen as halves of the same soul. Initially, their relationship is happy and loving, reflecting a person in harmony with himself.

The symbol language of fairy or folk tales are the same as in dreams or the deeper level of religious books like the bible.

Other references

Healing Tales and The Snow Queen

The Snow Queen 1 of 3 (video)

The Snow Queen 2 of 3

The Snow Queen 3 of 3

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  1. #1 by Templar on April 1, 2010 - 4:57 pm

    Lilith and the Secret of Tones

    The ancient lore speaks of Lilith the foul
    Sweet Sumerian, screeching night owl
    Seeking dames of a feather
    Casting sound spells, flocking together

    Misty sirens hear them sing
    We hear them all as our ears ring
    Some of us fall upon the rocky beach
    Some to flight beyond ocean’s reach

    Mirror, mirror, oh mirror ball
    Who is the fairest of them all?
    Oh, but Sarah, lovely princess pure
    Her voice the clearest, most dearest lure

    In the rhyme of time, Lilith flies
    Again and again reborn in disguise
    Soft, gentle, as if to further
    Something hidden within her worth her

    The dream, the hope, the bidden foe
    All man’s glory in the glow
    Yet watch, for there is a chance of slight peace
    As in McDonald’s tome of a beast

    Oh better the whole story be told
    And everyone be wiser, young and old
    Watch, listen, feel the bold tone
    You will be the rock…. or turned to stone

    Stoned by Medusa, she herself did call
    Her names were many before the fall
    Adam’s first, or was it the moon’s child?
    Tugged along tide, wet with ocean’s smile

    Was she neutral with the angel’s Holy Grail
    Or quite complicit with Samael’s tale?
    Templars have wondered for generations past
    To the present, the future, a reciprocal impasse

    Androgyny’s children, the touch of orphan’s saint
    Giving solace to those fumbling in ecstatic faint
    Alchemic swirls of the aqua permanence
    The philosophers gem surfacing to dance

    Where is the treasure lost, hidden now-
    Off the coast, in Oak Island’s frothy maw?
    Even Lilith knows not where
    The White Lady of Rosslyn keeps her chair….

    In Rosslyn’s castle, and Holy Chapel Choir
    Drifts the tone in stone of everyone’s desire
    Played in the mist, along River Esk’s glen
    Old Scotland, New Scotland, she taunts all men

    With a treasure, it never fails to mesmerize
    If one whispers just right by truth to wise
    Some even say Lilith herself will appear
    As the holy light, St Clair, so clear

    Oh, but that may be the forgone illusion
    The lighted law that leads to delusion
    The cup that is full but never doth flows
    Drawn in and out, pretending to glow

    Aye, careful then, watch and learn
    Forever her rhymes twist to turn
    When you believe a part of you
    Begs to love all…. of her crystal blue

  2. #2 by E.D. on March 30, 2014 - 11:55 am

    Reblogged this on Children Of Light. and commented:
    The Ice Queen… Delightful post from Tree of Life.

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