Butterfly 4/17/19

A new butterfly gently emerges slowly into the world. A new changed
self. Her cocoon which held her is torn.

That protected shell is no longer useful. She is still delicate and has
shed her old conditioned patterned ways of thinking. Her body and wings
still wet from the recent change. She begins to breathe slowly and needs
to crawl before she can walk or fly. To be with grace.