Change is scary.

Change is scary. Vulnerability is scary. Putting yourself out there is terrifying. Especially in such a raw and emotional way that not everyone is equipped to understand.

Fear of failure. Fear of judgement. Fear of being misunderstood.

No I'm not trying to gain attention. No I am not imagining the things I see and hear and feel. It's as real to me as the things you can see and touch in the 3D.

I don't know how I know what I know. I just know that I'm supposed to share it.

Change is scary but growth is divine. Growth does not happen in a cocoon of comfort. Like a caterpillar undergoing metamorphosis into a butterfly it goes into a messy goo phase that probably is completely unnerving but not once (I imagine) does it ever think, no I shouldn't do this change, I want to be a caterpillar forever.

If you had the chance to fly...wouldn't you take it?

Wouldn't you want to kiss the sky and feel the sunshine on your wings? Because sadly the truth is that there will always be those that see something marvelous and pure and still feel called to say the butterfly wings are too short, or too spotted, or they did not fly high enough.

But don't you see that the purpose isn't to appease those who do not see. But to give into the little piece inside of you that is aching to bust out and fly regardless of the naysayers or even what the ego tells us to be true. The stories and limited beliefs that have kept us captive for so long. Quiet in our comfort. "Safe".

If you had the chance to fly would you take it?