Once upon a time and just a few days ago, I came to the underworld. I said “No” to everything. I spun resistance around me like a chrysalis to protect myself. Inside my cocoon of No I hung on a branch of a tree grown from a pomegranate seed.
Down below on the floor of the underworld were all the parts of myself I had thrown away over the years, rejected because they weren’t perfect enough. They looked up at me and I looked down at them; we all suffered.
One day we reached critical mass, my rejected parts and me, all that suffering compressed down so far it had to expand. A chemical reaction occurred and a small goddess of compassion was born.
Like a loving mother, the small goddess of compassion said, Yes – when you are frightened I will be with you. Yes – when you are hurt I will comfort you.
The chrysalis began to soften
& uncurl
& brighten
and transform into The Wings
of a
Butterfly.
When I say yes, the transformation begins.
