Since it's been the holiday season, transformation and redemption is on my mind. Also, just so you know, I feel very drawn to forgiveness during this season. I've been writing a lot about cocoons in the past couple of days, and the butterfly reminds us about biRtH and reBiRtH and also gently whispers to us:
The only constant in
Sometimes in my life, I have felt downright awkward, sluggish, and well, kind of wormISH, in a way. If I think about caterpillars, they are kind of the same . . . gross and not-so-good looking, perhaps? Can you believe that yucky wormy caterpillars transform themselves into beautiful and amazing butterflies?
DO you think caterpillars realize their existence in the dirt with the other worms and bugs is actually preparing them for their most miraculous life above the ground in free flight? Can you imagine the view--the difference in perspective?! (gOoSeBuMp alert!)
What if yoUr existence now--with all the fab stuff and the yucky crap, too, is doing the same: preparing you for yoUr most miraculous life above the ground in free flight?
Here's a reveal of a butterfly's
If you've ever watched a caterpillar spin a cocoon and emerge as a butterfly you may have noticed a couple of things: the process of transformation takes time; and trUst that nAtUrE knows what it's doing!