Alice didn’t fall down the Rabbit Hole, she bloody well jumped. She was tired of her pre-planned life and wasn’t looking forward to marriage and the rigid rules that went with it. She ran after the rabbit, curious and terrified that she would lose site of him and be forced to stay where she was. She saw him jump and she dove in head first after him. Because she was willing to risk everything, she drank, shrunk, grew, found a new world, went to a fabulous tea party, met a crazed hat maker, a door mouse and enjoyed herself immensely.
She got to see an amazing cat, one who could disappear but leave his smile behind, a drug addicted caterpillar and twin boys named Tweedle who were strange, to say the least. She got to hold a flamingo. She saw huge, brightly colored, flora, fauna and she learned that everything she saw could not be trusted to be real. She saw the Queen of Hearts and ate a tart. She saw that life didn’t have to be dull and boring, it could be so much more. She didn’t have to to get married, live in a house and do as she was told. She realized that she could be free to explore everything. Even the Jabberwocky was interesting. The biggest thing she learned was that she had the courage to take whatever risks came her way. She was brave and wild. She wasn’t cut out for a ‘normal’ life, she was meant for something different…she wasn’t going to settle, she was going to fly. And that is the true meaning of the Rabbit Hole.