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Metamorphosis
Like chrysalises or cocoons, Each day we grow plumper, not as insects feeding on leaves, but as humans consuming the totality of lessons learned from our life experiences, for life is our chrysalises stage in which we glean interests - those things which feed our soul. From both the good and the bad, we learn and we then choose what our attitude will be regarding all that we have absorbed. Death is not an ending, and though it may seem outwardly that we wither away like wilted roses, our souls are preparing for an emergence! We grow sick from aging and feel sometimes like we are hanging upside down. Then comes that magical moment of metamorphosis. Our souls break free from the flesh to which they've been tethered. Our loved ones cannot see it happening, but we begin to turn into beings of light. Butterflies, brightly illuminated, we will fly to the home which for a brief time on this earth had been concealed from us. At last the veil will fall from our eyes. Oh, open your spiritual eyes, sweet butterfly, and know with all your senses (even those senses you’d forgotten that you had previously possessed) you are home, and home is a glowing place of all-encompassing love.
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