Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast?
( Beauty and the Beast, Walt Disney, 1999)
- Why does it get so difficult to face the animal we have become? And yet despite this, why is it so difficult to seek our salvation?
- What would it take to learn to love and be loved for who you are?
- Is it possible to love a person who has no love in his heart? How do we then help those who are in despair, shame and hopelessness? Wherein lies their redemption?