To become a butterfly, a caterpillar first digests itself. But certain cell survive turning the soup into eyes, wings, antennae and other adult structures.  larva stuffs itself up with leaves growing bigger and plumper, plumber and plumber then suddenly one day it stops eating. hangs upside  down from a twig, spins itself a silk cocoon or molts into a shiny chrysalis then after a period of time voila!  a pretty butterfly.

So what really happens in the cocoon, during that dark moment,away from the public eye, far away in the privacy of your room or simply in your head, the secrete room….

A cocoon is by definition a protective case of silk or similar fibrous material spun by the larvae of moths and certain other insects as a cover for the pupa. A similar natural protective covering or structure, such as the egg case of a spider. It can also be defined as something  that envelops, protects, or isolates. 

Let’s put that in the human aspect, there is our background, where we start from, when we are pupa, when we are larvae, those moments when we don’t know what we want out of this life, when vision and mission are things we hear from big organisations and  only use in our academic papers. The moments when we are inflating ourselves, eating , feeding – our ego, body , CV, social circle, bank account,etc- then comes that halt moment! The moment you stop. Stop eating, hang upside down from a twig. This might be voluntary or pushed to the sides by circumstances, life choices or situations that are either avoidable or unavoidable. This is the moment when you go build yourself an envelop, you isolate yourself, have reflection time, think of yourself and what report you will give to your master who has put you in charge of this property, this is by saying here on earth, we are merely stewards of what God has entrusted to us be it time, talents and treasures.

Let’s go back to the question we asked earlier, what happens in a cocoon?  For the caterpillar much of the body breaks itself down into marginal cells, which are undifferentiated, like stem cells, they can become anything. Going back, it means that when we go in isolation, we don’t lose all ourselves, we just rearrange our lives and redirect our focus to better use and for growth.



So,do you do cocoon to just sleep and die there? or do you transform?

A farewell

Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea,
A rivulet then a river;
No where by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

But here will sigh thine alder tree,
And here thine aspen shiver;
And here by thee will hum the bee,
For ever and for ever.

A thousand suns will stream on thee,
A thousand moons will quiver;
But not by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

This poem, I remember when I first stumbled upon it. It was love at first read. I don’t know what it is about saying this is my final chance, this is where this whole thing ends. As  a person grows, you get to have different needs and wants. Before we get there, there is this thing we call pride.  Pride is of course not  a good thing even the Holy Bible mentions that. But what i have failed to translate into words is this thing a mature person/ human being should have that gives them valor, this thing that is close to self worth but a bit deeper. This thing that for lack of a proper word, we are going to call self worth, is what I believe should drive someone to walk away and say ” a thousand suns will stream on thee”  meaning that maybe this person or thing might be very dashing and all and makes your heart skip a beat, but you got continue and say ” A thousand moons will quiver” which means yes you will have long night of tears and all, those moments when you wake up and life seems unbearable but you got to go on and get to ” but not by thee my steps shall be, for ever and for ever” 

In life there are many things in life that we need to say farewell to. And one of those is those people who don’t give us the respect that we deserve. Respect is something that transcends all, age, gender, race,etc.  And it’s something I object for, especially at this age. Respect yourself and require everyone to respect you.