Transformation

I am going through a really intense period of transformation. Things that I previously accepted into my life no longer satisfy me. I want more. I want more income, better health, a more rewarding career, a bigger house, my own bathroom, more fun, more joy, more laughter. I just want more life. Not the kind of life that just goes by day after day, paycheck to paycheck. That is mere existence. I want actual life. The kind that you look forward to every morning when you wake up. The kind of life that excites you enough to get out of bed before you hit the snooze button.

I am determined to create this type of life for myself. These feelings surfaced several weeks ago. I began noticing butterflies and moths everywhere. They are outside my window every time I look out. They fly near my car when I drive. One morning I felt something wet on my arm. I couldn't imagine what it could be. It wasn't raining and even if it had been, my roof doesn't leak. Puzzled, I looked up to find a huge gypsy moth on the beam above me. This gorgeous moth was over four inches wide. I have never seen such a big moth. I wish I hadn't been too busy disinfecting my arm to get a picture of it. What are the chances of a moth dropping bodily secretions on my left arm at 6:00 in the morning in my kitchen? Not odds I could easily locate on statistics.com. It must be a sign. I didn't even know that Colorado had moths that big.

I looked up the symbolism for moths and butterflies. Both relate to what is happening in my life.

Moth: Navigates through darkness through inner knowing and faith. Strong determination.

Butterfly: Uses faith to undergo transition.

I also read something about a butterfly having a life cycle of about a month. Which leads to the symbolism of transforming yourself and your life in a short amount of time. The transformation is so intense that your former self is no longer recognizable at the end.

That's what I want. I am grateful for the changes in my life, embrace them without judgment, and move through them with full faith.

After realizing the beautiful message that the gypsy moth had delivered, I couldn't hold any bad feelings that she pooped on me before I'd even had my first cup of espresso.