by sickofit on Mon Mar 10, 2008 11:31 am
A story that has helped me.
I am not a tatoo kind of girl. But, I have always wanted a tatoo of a butterfly emerging from it's cocoon.
Reason is because of this story:
One day a man passed by a butterfly in a cocoon.
He could see that the butterfly was struggling, struggling, struggling to get out.
So, to help, he pulled out his knife and sliced the cocoon.
The butterfly was then able to break free.
However, when it did, it fell to the ground and couldn't fly. It died.
The reason that butterfly died is because it needed to struggle. It needed to struggle to build the strength to fly. When the man "saved him", it's wings were not yet strong enough.
When I am feeling really down. When I feel " why me, why do I have to struggle,why can't someone fix this, why can't no one help" Then, I often think back to this story.
Hopefully one day, after all my struggles, I will be able to fly on my own with ease.
I am just at the struggle stage. But I hope it will end soon and I will emerge into a butterfly flying through the skies of life.