“Butterflies are beautiful,
but the process of emerging from the chrysalis and spreading your wings can hurt like f*cking hell.
But still, you will survive the transformation (over and over again) and you will fly.
Remember this when it hurts the most.
This is the metamorphosis, the going down to liquid, and the rising again.
It’s no joke – but damn, it’s one hell of a journey.”
― Jeanette LeBlanc
My eyes can only see as far as I allow them.
It is fear that sets the limit to how far I can go, causing blindness to what lies ahead.
Fear of the unknown is what deprives me of experiencing and enjoying new and different gifts
that await me beyond the boundary line.
These precious gifts that are on the other side of my comfort zone are tools to help me improve my life.
But what if I get hurt in the process?
That is the fear in me speaking again,
limiting me, stopping me, dominating me.
Fear is a disability that imprisons my soul to a non-growing state of mind.
How little I am for listening to the fear that lives inside my head, when I could be growing
and growing and roaming with the giants. Instead, I hide under their shadows.
So I break the chains in my head that connect me to my fears.
I set myself free and accept the challenge.
I will go as far as I have to go, enduring any pain that may come my way,
with my head held high and proud. Undefeated, strong, and brave.
And I will grow like a tall Buloke, with iron running through my veins.
I will be the fiercest storm,
And I will be the gentle butterfly emerging from the pain of transformation
like a queen, with a smile and ready to take over the world.
No more tears of pain or fear. Only tears to water the earth below my feet
to help the flower grow.
One day, I will arrive at the final destination triumphant and joyous.
Wearing scars and heartbreaks like medals of honor.
And I will be pronounced a survivor, and a brave warrior, but never a victim.
What a hell of a journey!
Thanks For Reading!
Lori Novo
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