The beautiful butterfly began her journey as a wandering caterpillar. She wasn't too crazy about her life. It seemed so insignificant ~ just eating and crawling on the ground. She longed for more. Slowly moving through the forest, she noticed the changes in the moon, the sun and all of nature. She wondered, "Will I ever change? Will my life ever have meaning?"
One day she found herself completely surrounded by a cocoon. She began feeling changes inside of her. She thought, "What is happening to me?" "This is not the change that I had in mind," she said. "This place is scary and dark and not very comfortable. Is this progress?" Wile in the cocoon, she had lots of time to think and feel. She thought, "Maybe this change is suppose to happen. Maybe my dissatisfaction with crawling around on the forest floor and now being in this cocoon is a natural part of life. I wonder if there's more change to come." The butterfly began to feel better. She contemplated the meaning of change, growth, hope and faith. She thought about coming out of the cocoon and into the light. She dreamt of flying even though she wasn't quite sure what that meant.
Then one day the cocoon cracked and she stretched her body to move out. Once again, she was going from the known to the unknown. As she crawled outside into the daylight, she suddenly found herself floating ~ now soaring ~ with a new sense of freedom, wisdom and joy. She had not just changed ~ she was reborn.
Such is the nature of our own personal metamorphosis ~ the beautiful interplay of dark and light, struggle and peace, dissatisfaction and joy. It is the journey of the feminine heart and soul. Each ending presents us with a new beginning, full of possibility for wisdom and empowerment.
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