Does the Butterfly Suffer?

 

Last night I couldn’t sleep.  This is kind of a regular thing for me, but lately that time of night has been full of creativity.  I write entire blog posts – brilliant ones, too! – and then can’t remember them in the morning.  Last night I actually got up to write this topic down because I started to think about the changes my life has gone through in the past two years.  I have compared this time of my life to the transformation of a butterfly all along.  But last night I started thinking about all the pain I’ve gone through during this time and it started me thinking…does the butterfly suffer, too? 

As nature makes over the simple caterpillar into a thing of beauty, does it hurt?  Does it feel the growing pains of its metamorphasis?  I wonder what the time in the chrysalis is like for the caterpillar.  Is it a restful time while nature takes care of the changes, or is it an intense time of work and struggle?

Regardless of the process, the butterfly and I will eventually emerge – each as a new creation.  The pain we have gone through will be rewarded by discovering we have wings.

Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly…

Countdown…5…4…3…?

This bead collage was created out of loose beads lying on my beading table by my son as a surprise for me.  It says “I Love you, Mom”.   Awwwwwwww!!

 

Any day now.  It’s coming soon!  My graphic/web designer is hard at work getting my site ready to go up.  I am so excited!  It’s been a long journey – longer than I initially planned on.  There were so many decisions to be made.  I have spent many sleepless nights agonizing over every detail…wanting to get it just right.  I finally got to the point where I knew I just had to leap and figure it all out on the way down.  Hopefully that leap will lead to Internet opportunities for business growth.

I’ve got all sorts of plans.  Thinking of things to do is the easy part.  Implementing them is hard.

It’s scary, also, because putting my jewelry pieces out there is a risk.  Will people like them?  It is such a personal thing – my “babies” are being put on display and are being judged!  What will the world think?

We will soon find out…I’ll keep you posted!