I read “The Golden Key” in October while on holiday in the Smoky Mountains. I thought that I would write a short blog article on it when I returned home but found it difficult to put my thoughts and feelings into words. I reread it this afternoon. I suspect that no matter how many times I reread the story, I will always find it equally difficult to review.
It is a lovely, magical, yes even profound, story—a story of journeying and searching and finding, of enlightenment and transformation, of life and death and more life.
What will the key unlock?
I enthusiastically commend to you this fairy tale. I read MacDonald’s Curdie stories almost thirty years ago. I think I may now need to immerse myself in all of his fairy tales. Perhaps I am young enough now to appreciate them.