When I think about transformation a caterpillar immediately comes to my mind. Maybe because recently there are quite a few around in this area. Also because it’s most likely the ultimate example for transformation.
What’s first a dull almost worm-like creature that moves in a interesting way turns into this beautiful, colorful butterfly. Ready to rise to heights and fly wherever it wants to go, stunning everyone with it’s elegance and beauty. Now, I know that caterpillars can also look pretty, some of them with vibrant colors and that the way they move is somehow fun to watch too. But compared to a butterfly it’s still not the same. It just seems as if the butterfly has more elegance to it. Has more freedom. Just seems almost royal compared to the caterpillar.
Maybe that’s why the fairy queens in the movies have butterfly wings…
Transformation is everywhere though. It’s not just the butterflies and caterpillars. It’s so much more.
It’s the newborn, that can’t get from point A to point B, not talk, not feed itself to a little child discovering the world, developing language and finally be able to walk unassisted only to slowly transform into a toddler.
It’s the toddler, that runs but falls, tries to assemble things but fails, forms words but is often not understood only to transform into a young child.
It’s the young child that can finally express its feelings and formulate its questions and demands. It’s the young child conquering the ladder, finally running without falling over every two to three meters, only to transform into a child.
It’s the child getting used to school and its system, slowly learning what math is all about and connecting letters to form words, words to form sentences and sentences to form stories. It’s the child growing its social environment, learning about group dynamic, disappointments and joys only to transform into a teenager.
It’s the teenager struggling with emotions, hormones and boundaries, feeling like being a toddler again, limited in freedom of movement. It’s the teenager realizing that there are two kind of people out there, females and males, learning about love, frustration, emotions, heartache, competition and so many more challenges. Most of all realizing that they are slowly transforming into adults.
It’s the young adult who finally feels like their on top of the world, knowing everything with all opportunities wide open but then realize that not all doors open automatically. It’s the young adult that still grows and develops and transforms even further.
It’s the parent watching their own children transform from a little boy into a man, from a little girl into a woman. Watching them from baby to adult, from child to parent. Watching them playing, chasing a job and then building a career.
All of that while realizing that the transformation will never truly be over as they transition from being parents to being in-laws to being grandparents, observing their children and grandchildren transforming in the same way they did too.
And the circle continues…