You are about to hear an old story. It has been told for thousands of years because it maps something true about the journey from a comfortable, but limited life into a more fully inhabited and free one.
Once upon a time there was a king. This king was responsible for a kingdom that bordered a large vast forest. But the king had a problem. The men in the kingdom would walk into the forest and never return.
Concerned about the men disappearing, he sent several search parties — each one disappearing. Eventually, the king decided that no man should ever enter into the forest again. It was forbidden. So for many years, no one entered into the forest and nobody came out.
Until one day, a traveler arrived at the castle. He inquired about well paying work in town and boasted that he wanted to solve large problems. The townspeople directed the traveler to talk to the king, for they knew the King secretly wanted something to be done about the forest. So the traveler approached the king.
The king looked at the traveler and furrowed his brow — contemplating whether or not to tell him about the forest.
The traveler brought with him his dog, who he used to navigate the forest which he realized was quite thick and rather dark. He spent many days in the forest until he reached a clearing with a large pond in it.
As he approached, his dog sniffed closer to the pond, when suddenly a large hand reached out of the pond, grabbed the dog, and dragged it under. The traveler, seasoned in his adventures, thought for a moment and said: “We are going to need more men and some buckets.”
So the traveler left the forest — the first and only man to have ever exited — and shared what he saw. He gathered three of the strongest men and several buckets and entered back into the forest in search of the pond.
All four men approached the pond carefully and began, one by one, unbucketing the pond. This took a great deal of time until they had reached the bottom. To their surprise sat a very large and very hairy man with a red beard. All four men grabbed the Wild Man and placed him into shackles to bring to the king.
The kingdom’s men kept walking into the forest and never coming back. In your own life, is there a forest — something vast and interior that has been avoided, forbidden, or that you have been warned away from without quite knowing why?
The traveler was the only man who walked into the forest and came back out. He was an outsider — someone who didn’t belong to the kingdom — and that was precisely what gave him the ability to do what no insider could. Have you ever worked with someone — a therapist, mentor, or guide — who helped you look at something in yourself that you could not face alone?
At the bottom of the pond — beneath everything, submerged and waiting — sat a Wild Man. Something that had been hidden for a very long time was finally brought into the light. Do you have a sense that something lives at the bottom of your own pond? Something submerged — perhaps old, perhaps unvisited — that has been there a long time?
The traveler and his helpers presented the Wild Man to the king. Upon seeing the large and hairy specimen the king recoiled.
So the four men did as the king asked. The king paid the traveler, locked the cage with an ornate golden key, and gave it to one of the queen’s handmaids.
A few days past and the king’s son — a bright eyed and innocent Prince — strolled down the hall carrying his most precious possession: a stunning golden ball. The prince enjoyed playing with nothing more than this ball and spent hours each day marveling at it.
One day, however, the prince was playfully tossing his ball into the air when it suddenly dropped. It rolled down the hall — down the stairs of the cellar, for one of the wine stewards had left the door open when gathering the king’s nightly wine — and tumbled into the Wild Man’s cage. The boy bolted after the ball and just before he was about to naively reach his hand into the cage he looked up and saw the beastly Wild Man.
The Wild Man picked up the ball that was nestled by his foot and held it in his rough and hairy mitt. He looked at the ball, turning it in his hands with feigned bemusement, and then turned to the boy and said:
A few days later the boy gathered the courage to come back down the stairs and ask for his ball back and, again, the Wild Man said the same. The boy angrily screamed “I want my ball back!” from halfway up the stairwell. This went on a few more times until one day the prince came down the stairs and said:
The Prince had a golden ball — his most precious possession, the thing that made him feel most like himself. He organized his days around it. Do you know what your golden ball is? The thing you chase, protect, or build your life around — and what happens inside you when you lose it or can’t have it?
The Prince visited the cage several times before he was willing to look directly at Iron John. He circled it. He came back. Each time he got a little closer. Have you circled something in yourself more than once — aware it was there, but not yet ready to look at it directly?
Before anything else could happen, the Prince had to ask Iron John’s name. You cannot work with what you cannot name. Have you named what lives in your own cage — the part of you that has been locked away?
The key was held by an authority the Prince was not supposed to cross. What is keeping your cage locked? What voice, belief, rule, or inherited expectation — from your family, your culture, or inside yourself — says the cage must stay shut?
Later that morning when the Queen was far away from her bed chamber, the Prince carefully crept into his mother’s room and peaked under the pillow. There it was, just as the Wild Man had said. The Prince’s stomach twisted, knowing that taking this key would surely get him into great trouble. He contemplated putting the key back, but if he did he would never again hold his golden ball. So he, at once, snatched the key, holding it firmly in his clenched hand, and raced down the stairs to the Wild Man’s cage. Without looking at the Wild Man, for fear he might change his mind, he unlocked the large padlock, removed it, and slung open the door.
Iron John lumbered forward and stepped two feet outside the cage, square in front of the Prince. The Prince peered up at Iron John, taking full stock of his large and stout frame, and gulped.
Iron John held the Prince’s golden ball in his hand and unceremoniously said:
Before the Prince could say or do anything — anything except catch the golden ball that Iron John carelessly dropped from his massive leathery hands — Iron John had already begun making his way out the cellar.
The Prince’s stomach twisted before he took the key. He knew what taking it would cost — and he took it anyway. Have you ever stood at a moment like this: aware of what a move would cost, feeling the pull of an old authority that said you were not allowed, and having to decide whether to act regardless?
The Prince took the key without permission, without certainty, and without knowing exactly what would follow. Have you made this kind of move — claimed something in your own development that the internalized authority in you said you were not allowed to claim?
Iron John dropped the ball carelessly. He didn’t need it. Have you ever gotten what you thought you needed, only to find it mattered less than you expected? Or begun to sense that what you’ve been chasing may not be the point?
The cage door hung open. Iron John stood two feet outside it, looking at the boy. The boy looked back. The ball was in his hands now — returned carelessly, as promised. Iron John was already beginning to move.
The boy stood in the cellar with what he had just done.
When the cage opened — in your own story — what emerged? How do you understand what was released or unlocked? Was it something in the world, someone in your life, a quality or capability you gained access to from the outside? Or was it something in you — something dormant, something always yours, that had simply been locked away?
Pause and explore the client’s understanding of what was unlocked. Use the questions below to guide the live inquiry. Listen for the language the client uses — whether the gold is located inside themselves or outside.
The Prince, now realizing the gravity of what he had done, suddenly became very fearful. He understood that he had disobeyed his mother and father — an act that would surely result in him being exiled from the kingdom. More than that, he had just released a man who was unpredictable and powerful.
“What if he kills my father? Or rapes my mother… or worse…” thought the Prince.
Yet Iron John was just walking outside of the castle with very great distance in his steps, but still in a normal confident stride towards what must be the forest.
Iron John tilted his chin slightly towards the Prince as he continued to walk to his destination.
The Prince, realizing he would never be allowed to stay in the kingdom after this significant transgression, hurried out the door and grabbed gently onto Iron John’s tattered and earth stained shirt.
Iron John scooped up the boy and placed him onto his hulking shoulders. The two walked into the great dark forest together.
The Prince feared that releasing Iron John would destroy everything. When you imagine fully facing what lives in your own forest, what do you fear it might destroy? What do you fear you would lose?
Iron John didn’t invite the Prince. He simply kept walking. No one can be initiated against their will. Where do you find yourself right now — still negotiating at the door, already in motion, or somewhere deep in the forest?
The moment the boy grabbed Iron John’s shirt and walked out the door, he was no longer a Prince — not by being cast out, but by choosing to go. Have you had a moment like this — where who you were before could no longer hold, and something of your former identity had to be released?
Iron John placed the boy on his shoulders. The boy was being carried by something larger than himself into the unknown. Do you have any sense of being carried right now — supported by the work, by a guide, by a relationship, or by something within yourself?
Answer each gate question based on your direct clinical observation — what you witnessed in session, and what you know of this client's actual life. Yes and No are decisive. Unsure allows the instrument's score to inform placement conservatively.
Has the traveler arrived? Is there an active therapeutic relationship or guide who has genuinely helped this client enter the forest — not conceptually, but experientially?
Has the key actually been stolen? Can you name a specific act — located in time, describable with somatic specificity — where this client moved against the internalized authority without permission?
Identified Authority: The Act:Has the cage been opened and stayed open? Has something been fully released — not described, not temporarily loosened, but released in a way that cannot be put back?
What was released:Has the ball been returned and held? Has this client actually felt the disenchantment — not understood it, but felt the specific grief of the thing they organized their life around failing to deliver?
What the golden ball is:Has the decision to not go back been made and held over time — not in a session, in a life? Is the kingdom genuinely behind this client?
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Patterns worth attending to before or after the threshold. Skills or observations the client should carry forward. These will appear in both the client and clinician reports.
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