Vacated The Cocoon

Thinking this morning. Sometimes that gets me in trouble, but its mostly a good thing. I was looking in the mirror and realized that I havent been the same person since spring of last year. I in no way represent my former self at all! The worm has left the cocoon, and has become a butterfly. A butterfly whos wings arent dry, waiting for the hour to fly. Im getting ready. I can feel it. If there is such a thing as a "walk-in" then that must be what happened. I dont know how else to account for it. The on/off switch deep inside my soul has finally been turned on by unseen hands. If you know me at all, you know it hasnt been easy at all. But with each "problem", Ive shed another layer of skin. Not always a good feeling, but very freeing when its been done. Just as there is a time to die that no one can escape, there is also a time to live, just as elusive. Even though I dont believe in the concept of time, life on earth is more of a developing awareness of what is real. Even that is an illusion. Really-Ellary