Psychic Words

Once a man came across a cocoon. He sat and watched as the butterfly struggled to emerge from a small opening in the cocoon. He watched for a long time, and then the butterfly appeared to have given up. The man decided to help the butterfly, so he used a pair of scissors to cut the cocoon open. The butterfly then emerged easily. The butterfly appeared to have a swollen body and tiny shrivelled wings. The man continued watching the butterfly, expecting it to fly off at any moment, waiting for the body to contract and the wings to expand. Nothing happened. The butterfly was never able to fly. What the man failed to realise was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to squeeze through the small opening was nature's way of forcing fluid from the butterfly's body into its wings so it was prepared for flight when it was finally free of its cocoon. This story touched my heart, because its moral is simple, yet the story itself weaves that moral into a beautiful passage. We need to learn how to struggle to overcome obstacles. We'd never learn anything if it was too easy. As night winds down, giving in to morning, I say goodnight to old friends and good morning to new ones. I will always be here, my friends know where to find me should they wish to seek me out.
fade away.