Enjoying the cocoon.

 Transition. Change. New things. Some people love the process of change, some detest it. 

I can go either way on the subject - change is good, inevitable. I do find I get very impatient though, but I'm typically happy once it's settle into the 'new'.

Much like the larvae in the cocoon, a big life change can be entirely life-altering. You go into the situation - moving house, changing jobs, a new relationship - hopeful and excited, but you know this will wane over time. The hope is it that it takes longer than just a few weeks or a few days. 

What happens inside a butterfly's chrysalis is both gross and mesmerising. The entire caterpillar "melts" and becomes re-assembled - no only re-born, re-assembled as various cells en up in different places to when it was a caterpillar. This is a pure miracle. And we're subject to the same - we can completely re-start ourselves. (Don't try to melt, you're not actually a caterpillar).

This transition period is our cocoon. It's not the typical safety that you expect, being safely encased and enveloped in something like a warm blanket on a cold day. It's a cocoon in the sense that we're inside that space, waiting out our time, for the result of hard work. Waiting for the result of a decision. Here we don't need to do much. Here we don't have to make too many difficult decisions - we're in the cocoon because we've already done that. 

Perhaps the best thing to do during this transition period - this cocoon-time - is just enjoy it.