“Is there ever any particular spot where one can put one’s finger and say, ‘It all began that day, at such a time and such a place, with such an incident?”
[Agatha Christie]
“The caterpillar must yield up the life it knows and submit to the mystery of the interior transformation,” writes Marjorie Thompson in Soulfeast. “It emerges from the process transfigured, with wings that give it freedom to fly.”
May we be blessed with the gift of transformation.