METAMORPHOSIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN MESSY
for the ones dealing with the pain of change
/ what if I’m only a mess right now? what if this is not forever? what if I’m the caterpillar wound up in a chrysalis my outsides disappearing & all that I once thought of as ‘me’ has been liquified. how vulnerable! I could be squashed this very minute & no one would even be able to identify what I once was. but given time— once my cells have rearranged & organized themselves anew— once I can fill my wings with blood, until the fragile becomes firm— then I’ll stretch out in the sun until all that was unsightly & grotesque moments ago has now become the thing that makes me capable of flight. ---metamorphosis has always been messy
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I don’t know why I’ve imagined I could change without pain.
Maybe you have to—be it a deconstruction journey, a relational upset, a new job, a new baby, a new path in life—changes big and small can shake us up, rattle us around, and cause us to feel very, very afraid.
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