The Price of Transformation
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” – Maya Angelou
Isn’t it fascinating that a butterfly arises out of the liquefied remains of a caterpillar? That is the price of its transformation. Like the lowly caterpillar, we too must pay the price in order to transform our lives and our circumstances. We do this by letting go of our former selves, surrendering to the forces of change, and trusting that we will emerge majestic and unlimited from the process.
Shoo, sounds like a big ask, huh?! Completely letting go, surrender, trust … these are concepts that leave many of us quivering at the prospect. Like most mortals I often resist change, even when I know it’s the best thing for me. I cling to behaviours and beliefs that don’t serve me, merely because they are familiar. Sometimes I feel that I have to drag myself kicking and screaming towards a greater sense of authenticity.
Transformation is inevitable; it is the natural order of things. Even our bodies, which we tend to think of as permanent and unchangeable, are in a constant state of flux. Most of the cells currently in our bodies are less than ten years old.
Why then do we resist change? Why is it that we would rather stay in intolerable relationships, jobs and patterns of behaviour than risk the uncertainty of change?
The price of transformation may seem high, but it’s nothing compared to the stagnation and frustration that results from hanging on to an outdated concept of ourselves.