"...Certainly a part of grief is the isolation of seeing in a world of blindness. There is a pain in seeing many butterflies trapped in their cocoons and a necessary respect for the caterpillar too. To be a butterfly is neither a desire, nor a sought after role, but simply to be true to one's inherent nature. The caterpillar only remains a caterpillar when he has forgotten his Butterfly Self and resists his natural growth. Have courage dear butterfly, your wings may be fragile but they WILL take you home."
(Colleen-Joy Page)