On this visit, I saw her integration of little girl and adult, her in between. She is exploring new roles and ways to be and I felt like I was in a cocoon of my own as we traveled and explored. It was as though we were both in that process of dissolution that gives the caterpillar wings.
I think I thought there would be an end to growth, and I continue to see there isn't. We all learned about metamorphosis as children, the stages of egg, larva, pupa, adult, and I am reading a book, Nature and the Human Soul, Cultivating Wholeness and Community in a Fragmented World by Bill Plotkin, that explores eight stages of development for the conscious human soul.
I kept feeling I was looking in a mirror and thinking back and knowing myself better through the process. No wonder I was so tired. It was an intense inner stirring and though we ate mightily while she was here, I seem now too full to eat as I digest the walls of my cocoon and form another new way of being, or perhaps it is just an accommodation of a little more. I can be little girl and adult, responsible and carefree, all at the same time. I continue to reach for fluidity even as there is a part of me that stands in some rigidity I want to kick aside.
I had more time in nature this week and also more exposure to technology. We live in a world of both and I think the following article is a fascinating look at the subject of technology as it is unfolding within each household. My friend Jane was in New Mexico this week, exploring historical, spiritual places where buildings of the past line up to acknowledge the movement of the sun, equinox and solstice. I know we are influenced by those tides and yet here we are so connected and continuing to evolve to assimilate and absorb. How do I daily and nightly honor both, all? I feel like a two year old looking around in awe.