The Messy Phase of Metamorphosis

Since returning from Paris, I’ve been on quite an internal journey. Paris changed me, and upon returning to my usual world, I was not my usual self.

It took me a little while to recognize that I had set foot into what’s called the Neutral Zone*; that in-between terrain where the old way of life no longer exists and the new way has not yet formed.

It’s like the caterpillar in her cocoon, where she completely disintegrates into goo before transforming into a beautiful butterfly.

This in-between place is uncomfortable, messy and awkward. We are used to holding onto our identities, our definitions of ourselves, our usual ways of doing life. Who are we without all of these?

But we must let go of all those habits, beliefs, definitions, ways of being and doing, just like the caterpillar must dissolve everything that made her a caterpillar in order to become a butterfly.

However, in our desperate attempt not to die to the self we know, we wrestle, we flail about, we...

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