Welcome to my world.
I am a butterfly, though I haven’t always been so. There was a time when I had no wings to fly, and gravity held me down with fierceness. Life was a constant struggle, just to survive.
I would think I had found my path, and then a storm would come and set me someplace completely different—I always felt thrown around like a twig. Finally, I grew weak and felt the need to wrap myself in a protective cocoon and escape the onslaught of struggle after struggle. I thought I had given up.
I don’t know how long I slept in the darkness of that cocoon, but it seemed like a lifetime. One day I woke, and knew that I must break out. The walls no longer served to protect me—they simply kept me from stretching out into the fullness of my being.
The walls I had surrounded myself with had become more uncomfortable than the storms I had endured on the outside of my walls. I found myself struggling harder than ever before—only now it was to escape the walls I had once hid behind with sweet relief. I was stuck in a prison of my own making.
I squirmed and struggled, pushed and prodded at the walls until one day—one glorious day—I could see daylight peeking in through a tiny crack in the wall. This renewed my desire to escape, and I worked until I was able to finally pull myself up and out of my cocoon. I was free!
The more I stretched in the sunlight, the more I noticed that something was very different—I had changed. Now when I stretched out, I had beautiful wings that fluttered and flashed in the sunlight. Oh how I basked in the glory of it all! I was … beautiful!
A breeze blew as I was reveling in this newfound beauty and freedom, and I was lifted off my perch.
With a sudden clarity, I knew I had transformed into a beautiful butterfly!
