It is coming

I feel it deep inside of me. I cannot explain it, it is like that first sweet knowledge that you are pregnant, long before anyone can confirm it. This, though, is bittersweet, a feeling, a knowing and not knowing all at the same time.

The first silken strands of the cocoon have begun to be and it will not be long before they flutter out into this world. Insulating, protecting, giving notice that a transformation is in progress.

Inner journeys are both more exciting and more frightening than worldly ones. First of all I need to be sure they come from the light and not the ignorance of darkness. Misinformation is deadly in a life of action and free will. Even the darkness can appear to be lit from within.

If I am to change, I want it to be into a transparent creature of light, not some elegant figurine kept upon a rose until I am pinned to a board.