Today I saw a monarch come out of her chrysalis. Her wings were drying as she clung to the blades of grass with wings of black, cerulean blue, gold, and fiery orange hues, with dark lavender eyes. I had been waiting for her to emerge for the longest two weeks ever…at least it felt like it. I pet her as a green and golden caterpillar. I watched the cocoon form, bend, and grow horns. Then today I watched her emerge. A friend said it was messy. Another friend said it was crazy how the cells separate, and reform into this different being.
I think this is a good reminder for us all that sometimes you have to let things die in order to grow those wings and fly. Sometimes things are beautiful and great as is, but when one lets go of outmoded ways they can emerge into something way more beautiful than they had imagined. More importantly you are not stuck to that fennel anymore, because now you can fly!
-K. K. Powell