As the sun streams through the trees and warms my brow, I ponder nature as a perfect reflection of life.
Watching a monarch catipillar feast on butterfly weed and then begin a long and arduous journey looking for the perfect branch. The branch must be strong enough to support the weight of the pending cocoon. It must be protected from predators by leaves that seclude it.
What drives this wonderful creature to seek the perfect spot for metamorphsis? What drives us to seek change and growth in our lives?
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