“I love you,”
she heard herself say.
She leaned into the stone,
and the stone moved its way.
In this stanza from The Butterfly Silhouette,
the caterpillar has been struggling in a puddle, and she is stuck beneath a stone.
She’s scared and wonders if she’ll break free.
Who is she speaking to?
Herself? God? Someone else? The universe?
The reader can decide.
For me … she felt love for herself and a higher power in that moment.
And this is one and the same.
When the caterpillar is stuck and can’t move and fears the end is near … she is no longer thinking.
And in this place the only words she utters are: I love you.
In those moments we KNOW we are so much more than our earthly experience.
We have an experience of loving in spite of …
Ten years ago, I would NEVER have even used the term self-love, I would have found it cliche and dare I say it, self absorbed …
No longer. Not a bit.
On a following page, after the caterpillar moved the stone:
She passed through a threshold,
as some creatures do.
In the puddle’s dark depths,
she learned what was true.
When we love ourselves despite being laid out in a puddle, underneath a stone …
THEN, we’ve found something precious.
Because lack of self-love keeps stones in our way.
And we need to move that stone:)