Friday, July 9, 2010

Butterfly fly away

She was a dreamer… the kind that doesn’t just dream of a beautiful place, but the kind that constantly lives in it.

Day after day, she sat by the window of her tiny little world and looked out wanting nothing more than to break through. She wanted to experience that high, drink it, get intoxicated and live in that trance. But the world around her wouldn’t understand it… they all came back to tell her the horrifying stories of the big bad world. And she always listened with bated breathe, not wanting to believe it but scared it might be true. Afraid, she created a shell around her, luring herself into its false sense of security. She was gloomy, she was just so sad… but this was home after all, can anything really be better than this? She would look out of her box over and over again, and the brightness would just hurt the eye. But she still took another nervous peek, and wondered whether there could be a better world out there.

But then she asked herself…
What if the world of her imagination isn’t all that shiny and bright as she had hoped?
That the stories others brought back with them are actually true?
What if she was making a mistake; that it was just not meant for her?
What if…?

And she dreaded the answers, too scared to find out on her own, and she fell back into her sanctuary, deciding that this in fact was the best thing, no matter how horrible it might be. And she wrapped up her folding even tighter, refusing to let go.

But one day, the patience broke through, the carefully built wall of inhibitions collapsed, the frustration spilled over and she flung all cares to the wind and broke through her cocoon. It was scary, blinding, too vast to contemplate compared to her tiny refuge. But she took a deep breathe and took the plunge. She spread her wings, the ones she didn’t think she had and soared up high. She stumbled, she was clearly confused, it was all just too overwhelming but she kept going now that there was no way to turn back and suddenly she found herself enjoying her new journey. Soon, sooner than expected, she was in her zone, she was comfortable, she was actually enjoying herself and she realized that this in fact was what she had wanted. She saw that the world really was just as shiny and bright as she had hoped.

Finally, she looked back towards her tiny shell, too little, too far behind and she asked herself the wretched question again – ‘What if?’
What if she’d never shown the courage?
What if she’d still been too afraid?

And she knew… she finally knew that the answer to this question is much more dreadful than the ones she asked herself before! She still didn’t know if the world of her dreams was waiting for her or not, but this time she knew she wanted to find out!

She was after all, a butterfly – not a caterpillar!

Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be
can’t go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
don’t you worry, hold on tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly Fly Away

Flap your wing now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly Fly Away

-          MILEY CYRUS


  1. Nice Nice :-)

    Beautiful just like a butterfly!

    So much ppl try to scare us, i think they r scared themselves of taking that chance, so they never live to d fullest nor allow others to do d same!

  2. Nice post dear...keep posting good things.

  3. I read this post every time I'm scared of doing something new :-)

  4. wow! thats a huge compliment, J. :D