“Just when the caterpillar thought ‘I am incapable of moving,’ it became a butterfly.”
Our job, our curse, is in the learning to translate the inside to the outside. To bring the finely nuanced images we see so clearly to reality.
And when we don’t – well when we don’t it damn near kills us.
Consider the caterpillar: His destiny is to fly, to soar in breathtaking color. Yet what that poor little bug has to go through to get there. What if he gave up before he got his wings?
That’s when we agonize, get unhappy, and beat ourselves up for being an incompetent hack, or an amateur, or <insert your own pejorative>
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