Still

I could do it. And if I thought too much about it, I would. Not for you, but for us. I'm not on your path, but I'm somewhere nearby. Far enough that you can't see me, but trust me, I could hold your hand from here. And from where I am, the sky is clear, I'm facing the sun and there is nothing but a beautiful, endless horizon ahead. It doesn't matter where we place our feet...if you see what I see, then we are heading in the same direction. If I get there first, I'll stand in a high spot and wave so you can find me. And if you arrive before me, save me a seat right next to you. We'll have alot to talk about.

Metamorphosis

Folklore tells us that the ancient goddess of spring, Eostre, once saved a bird whose wings had frozen during the winter by turning it into a rabbit. This is how the iconic, egg toting lagomorph who we refer to as the Easter Bunny, was born. I'm sure she never envisioned how plastic and pink that beautiful story of transformation would become, but it does remind me of the importance of rebirth. And more importantly, it reminds me how sometimes we can become something much different than what we started out as. Metamorphosis - I love it. There is such pure beauty in growth that actually carves out new shapes, and perspectives. And while we can't always understand or explain these transformations, they can become so significant, that in the case of Eostre's wounded bird, a legend was born. So, should you find a bunny (or a giant cockroach) looking back at you in the mirror tomorrow morning, be happy and consider yourself blessed. Don't question how you got there, just embrace it...because while you are looking towards the discovery of a new version of you, the vast majority of everyone else out there is only seeing the shadow of what they used to be.