The metamorphosis is perfect. Each stage different – different goals, different process, different experience. Before the beautiful butterfly, there is work and change and living.
Then comes the beauty, the finale.
As you savor the butterfly, Maya reminds us of the work, the energy, the change to reach that beauty, that final form.
Grandma and Mom loved butterflies. As was her way, at her memorial Mom shared glass butterflies of remembrance. The butterfly has a special significance for me, a remembrance of beauty & love.
In savoring the beautiful butterfly, pay homage to the journey.
In the struggle of the journey, focus on the goal.
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