How does one become a butterfly?’ she asked pensively. ‘You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.’ ‘You mean to die?’ asked Yellow, remembering the three who fell out of the sky. ‘Yes and No,’ he answered. ‘What looks like you will die, but what’s really you will still live.’Trina Paulus
This week has been
a simply magical week.
What started with an epic meltdown
truly teetering on the edge
of the abyss
thinking life was
just not worth living,
I can’t explain it
other than to say that
a brain-shift occurred!
who thought she couldn’t
make it through,
thought she wasn’t worthy,
the person she is supposed to be-
a magical, weird, dark horse,
complete with glitter,
and colorful gossamer wings.
Fully embracing her shadows,
her past, present, future,
The caterpillar who
shielded herself in a chrysalis
and turned to a puddle of liquid
it’s shell broken wide-open.
Now flying and enough,
transformed by the grace of G-d
into a butterfly!
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.”Dean Jackson
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I’m glad you had a positive brain shift. Good luck!
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Thank you so much! But I’m not going anywhere y’all can’t get rid of me that quickly ❤️