I Am Many Things

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any.</p><p id="0476">The loving energy of my cocoon gave me wings like no other. I am unique.</p><p id="679e">I still have a cocoon that is invisible to the naked eye. It surrounds me, guides me, and soothes me when I need it. The lights and the energies are the same but<b><i> I </i></b>have changed.</p><p id="be61">My invisible cocoon of loving energy is filled with many things.</p><p id="da7f">Memories from which I’ve learned. Failures that snipped <i>at </i>my wings but couldn’t clip them. Accomplishments from which I refused to gain a false sense that I could fly into the sun without being burned.</p><p id="0e68">The love of family -many different layers!. Friends who are considered family because they couldn’t have loved me more even if we had the same bloodlines! —love not as a noun but a verb. Actions speak louder than words.</p><p id="4f3a">Only I can see my cocoon. Others enter and leave without even knowing they were in a cocoon. My cocoon of loving energy welcomes them and their deposits of loving energy. If they are incapable of loving energy, my cocoon automatically enve

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lopes me, awakening the wise and mature me. I am healed and inspired by the loving energy of my cocoon. I am grateful for all that I experienced, all that I have, and all that I have accomplished. Even when the light wasn’t as bright and the energy was erratic.</p><p id="d209">I take off again with wings that may appear to be thin and fragile. I wink once again at the eagle with the loving energy of my invisible cocoon beneath my wings.</p><p id="f4d2">For more of this unique butterfly’s journey see the story below.</p><div id="19c8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/i-didnt-ask-2-come-here-94b9b4f71ca0"> <div> <div> <h2>I Didn’t Ask To Come Here</h2> <div><h3>The Push and Pull of Conditional Love</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*l5aYXsCSWnyxKhAf)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

My Butterfly Mystique

Cocooned in loving energy — KTHT Prompt

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I am a beautiful butterfly. My wings are reminiscent of my other identity — that of a big cat — imagine that!

My wings stretch far and wide. I wink at Eagles when they say, how did you get up here, how are you able to fly so high? In my original cocoon love was there. Maybe I couldn’t feel loving energy from everyone I wanted — in the way that I wanted. The Universe worked through others so that the loving energy was there and with nurturing care.

The cocoon's loving energy could transform into what I needed. A light that was soft or bright. The internal energy was static or erratic. The determination of others to provide me with a foundation of faith. So much more loving energy deposited by so many.

The loving energy of my cocoon gave me wings like no other. I am unique.

I still have a cocoon that is invisible to the naked eye. It surrounds me, guides me, and soothes me when I need it. The lights and the energies are the same but I have changed.

My invisible cocoon of loving energy is filled with many things.

Memories from which I’ve learned. Failures that snipped at my wings but couldn’t clip them. Accomplishments from which I refused to gain a false sense that I could fly into the sun without being burned.

The love of family -many different layers!. Friends who are considered family because they couldn’t have loved me more even if we had the same bloodlines! —love not as a noun but a verb. Actions speak louder than words.

Only I can see my cocoon. Others enter and leave without even knowing they were in a cocoon. My cocoon of loving energy welcomes them and their deposits of loving energy. If they are incapable of loving energy, my cocoon automatically envelopes me, awakening the wise and mature me. I am healed and inspired by the loving energy of my cocoon. I am grateful for all that I experienced, all that I have, and all that I have accomplished. Even when the light wasn’t as bright and the energy was erratic.

I take off again with wings that may appear to be thin and fragile. I wink once again at the eagle with the loving energy of my invisible cocoon beneath my wings.

For more of this unique butterfly’s journey see the story below.