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Frozen Allegory: Authority

Elsa from the Disney movie FROZEN
Here is an allegory that we "discovered" (or invented?) around our kitchen table at lunch yesterday.  It is based on the new Disney movie, Frozen.  I am assuming that you have seen the movie.  (If you haven't, then prepare yourself for some very nebulous spoilers.)

What if the ice and wintry powers represented authority?

Authority can be used for good or for evil.  It can be dangerous or beneficial.

Elsa, as the heir to the throne, had this power.  Authority was to be hers.
She played with this when she was little.
But then she realized how dangerous her power could be.  She could even hurt people close to her with her authority, if she didn't know how to use it wisely.
So then, Elsa was afraid of her authority.  She tried to hide it.  She tried to run from it...from letting her authority come in contact with people.
But then she became queen.
There was no escaping from it anymore.  She couldn't suppress it or hide it.
So she "let it go."  She released herself to explore her power, her authority.
But, while authority can accomplish amazing things...even evil authority can boast of great accomplishments...her free use of it put her people in danger.
In the end, she learned that if she uses her authority in love, she can accomplish great things without causing the destruction her power would otherwise create.

And that is the story, turned into an allegory.  What do you think?

Comments

  1. AnonymousFebruary 2, 2015 at 12:43 PM

    I FINALLY watched Frozen over Christmas break, and I absolutely loved it. I never thought of the symbolism behind it in this way, but the wintry powers symbolizing authority makes a lot of sense now that you mention it.

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  2. JackFebruary 2, 2015 at 5:17 PM

    I rather like that idea. Very thought provoking

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  3. Ashana LianFebruary 5, 2015 at 2:39 PM

    This theory makes a lot of sense. I never thought about it that way before!

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  4. Esther Brooksmith (wisdomcreates)February 6, 2015 at 9:04 AM

    :D

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