Hopelessness

You are not helpless unless you choose to be hopeless. 

Hopeless is what a caterpillar feels like in the cocoon, and if it gives up, it will never ever become the butterfly.  

While it’s in there, it feels helpless, hopeless, in the dark, and becomes paralyzed by it all, becoming a big blob of goo and not knowing what to do.

One day, it stops fighting the overwhelm and procrastination, doing everything else but the one thing it needs to. It silences the internal wars of shame, not giving in or giving up, but instead just clearing a space to just be. While sitting in its quiet place, it finally begins to hear its own heartbeat. 

What a beautiful noise it is. It reminds it…

I AM alive…

I AM safe… 

This IS part of the process…

It IS all OK

In the excitement and relief, and with the new space, the ideas that have been patiently waiting begin to flow in. A good idea steps up, and that idea sprouts up antennas. Another good idea grows legs, another good idea sprouts wings, and before you know, the ideas begin to work together to create something far more beautiful and capable than ever before! 

Each action inspires more ideas, and each idea sparks more action. Before you know it, it no longer fits in the space it has been resting in. It is time to fly, and for this, it MUST break free from the cocoon. Beautiful things beckon it.

It MUST move forward,
because there is no other option. 

Tap, tap, tap, it chips away at the walls that have held it back for far too long. Building the muscles and wisdom needed as it pushes up and out of the cocoon it is currently tired of being in, and it begins to see its way out. 

So it starts challenging even more old beliefs and self-imposed limits. One by one, they crumble away, as the nothings they truly were, and the light of brighter things ahead grows stronger.

Calling it. 

The more it works, the stronger its muscles and intention get as it purposefully chooses every thought, action, and belief, removing the walls that have been holding it back for far too long. 

Those muscles are needed to help it fly away into its greater destination. 

The one that couldn’t have been reached before now… because it wasn’t ready for it.

It had to build those inner and outer muscles first.

It had to quiet the noise…

To listen to the soul’s heartbeat…

To spark the ideas that created the actions…

That built the muscles for it…

TO BE SET FREE.

 

If it had skipped even one step…

If it had cheated its way to the end… 

If it didn’t build the muscles inside and out… 

In the darkness where no one could see…

No one could do it for them…

…Then, it would never be able to fly away into the bigger dreams when the time was just right. 

Soon everything that once held it back and made it feel trapped begins to crumble before its very eyes. The more it works at it, the more freedom it creates for itself, and its next big dream becomes its new reality. 

And the next big and beautiful dream comes into view on the horizon.

Each stage is needed; 

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