Butterflies.
At some point, all of us will transform into one.
Of course, it’s not an easy process, and could be quite uncomfortable for many.
Just like humans, we go through stages of growth and development. The difference is that humans get more chances to transform.
I feel like I’ve gone through multiple transformations in this lifetime, and I’m only a quarter of the way through.
During what I believe was my last transformation, I felt like I have gone through, excuse my language, hell and back.
Everything felt better. I was feeling lighter and more confident in myself and my purpose in life than ever.
I was improving my art. I was receiving praise from my instructors. I graduated. I was starting my career. I was inspired. I was writing about anything and everything I was interested in, and thought would be beneficial to others.
I felt that I had finally bloomed into the butterfly I was meant to become. And, maybe at one point, I did bloom.
But thinking about it now, I think I was in a trance.
I was flapping my wings, but not finding anywhere to land.
Maybe that’s why I’ve been feeling lost and confused again.
I feel like I’ve lost sight of my goals and passions.
I’ve lost touch with my inner child.
I lost myself.
I transformed and flew for a couple of seasons, but now I think it’s time I return to the land and become a chrysalis once again.
I think I need to find a different way to fly.
