The Story of the Butterfly…

This experience of being human is the story of the butterfly…

Of fear birthed in time, on belly crawling gluttonously devouring, growing, growing until at last egos bloated and gorged, we encase our shadow selves in the chrysalis of death, inside becoming the imaginal cells of soul consciousness transforming, till last we burst forth from darkness like stars borne anew; Angels of LOVE and light our once tiny finite tale, now epic eternal, timeless…

“The call of death is a call of love.
Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative,
if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.” ~ Hermann Hessemaxresdefault

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