I really love butterflies (not the Michael Jackson song, even though that is great too). I personally refer to them as “flying flowers.” It amazes me that mother nature could fashion something so dainty and wondrous. Yet, what appeals to me most about Butterflies is the phenomenon of transformation. Butterflies are born into the world as caterpillars. During this portion of their lives (the larval stage) they munch on leaves and do nothing else. But, when the time comes, they seal themselves within a cocoon and emerge as something so much more spectacular.
Butterflies, when you think about it, are a wonderful metaphor for life. As human beings we’re always metamorphing into something new all of the time. Sometimes we don’t like what we are, who we are, or where we are. Yet, we are in that situation nevertheless. But the wonderful thing is that nothing is permanent. The only time you stop growing and changing is when you die. Like the caterpillar we ALL eventually become something wonderful.
When I think about who I was only two years ago its so difficult for me to fathom. Yet, the experiences that I endured was food for my personal growth.
Presently, you maybe disgusted by: who, what, and where you are right now; but, give it some time. You will be who and what you were born to be, just like the caterpillar that becomes a flying flower.