But this time something seemed different. Hanging by what felt like its final thread of hope, the caterpillar became motionless as it contemplated its world turned upside down. It continued in this manner until the things happening within overwhelmed all it had known prior and slowly it felt as though it’s very self was being stripped away. This left it feeling very alone and more vulnerable than it ever had before. But still it dangled by a thread…
It remained, as it was, unable to move on. Afraid of all that it did not understand it became paralyzed and almost frozen in fear. All its former dreams seemed to come tumbling down around it. Layer by layer it encased itself in fear, worry, doubt, and a spiraling depression until only darkness filled its tiny self-made cocoon of life. Feeling trapped within the emotional casing it heard life outside but felt unable to fully participate in it. But still it dangled by a thread…
Time continued and within the restrictive cocoon a different kind of work began to take shape. Life altering work was in progress unlike had ever happened before. Slowly and after what seemed a lifetime the day finally arrived when an opening appeared from within the layers of the cocoon and light pierced through the darkness. After much struggle and persistence the opening grew and was eventually pushed aside by a colorful emerging butterfly. Although afraid of what lied beyond the safety of the cocoon it gained strength gradually. With a new perspective it noticed both the beauty in itself and the world outside. It no longer dangled…….instead it basked in life itself and then it outstretched its wings… and it flew.