I can't help but reflect that before the wings can grow, cocooning caterpillars break down their old selves into a mush that regroups into that beautiful butterfly. The corollary for me should not be as dramatic, thankfully!, but involves letting go for a bit and seeing what comes.
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Right back at you, Victoria!
I think of breaks like that as cocooning. The times when you're pulled into yourself growing your wings.
Beautifully put, Leslie!
I can't help but reflect that before the wings can grow, cocooning caterpillars break down their old selves into a mush that regroups into that beautiful butterfly. The corollary for me should not be as dramatic, thankfully!, but involves letting go for a bit and seeing what comes.