Lately these caterpillars are showing up all over; on the side of the house, on the sidewalk, on the front door, in the bushes. I sweep them away when I have time and sometimes I just walk past.
I am curious to know what they will become but I haven’t had much success identifying them. Will they transform into a beautiful butterfly or into a rather plain moth? Naturally, I would prefer butterflies. One has to look much more closely to find the beauty in a moth.
This morning I feel much like those caterpillars, wandering around looking for that perfect spot to build a protective cocoon while I transform into the mystery that awaits. Or am I building a chrysalis to become a butterfly? Whatever it is, I am searching for a way to protect myself and give myself time to heal.
My process is more like tearing away rather than building. I suppose building a protective cocoon involves removing things in my life that have caused harm.
Reflections 