Sunday, September 19, 2010

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis is the new form, physical or mental -usually it is both- you receive after an event or a series of events during a specific period of time. It can happen many times in a person's life. Sometimes you know it's happening, other times you find out long after it's done.
Good Morning people of the page.
This is one of Natalie Shau's amazing pictures. It is called 'the glass soul'. I see a woman just prior to the event that would lead her to her metamorphosis. Her glass will break and something new will emerge and then who knows...maybe she would be pleased; though metamorphosis rarely leads directly to pleasure.
First, it is the desire to change something that drives you towards it, then subconsciously, you bring yourself closer to the events that will enable you to make that change, you meet people, go to a place, stop doing something you've been doing for so long..and then you wake up one day and feel that something has changed lately and that you are not sure what it is and then you know.

Contrary to morphosis, when without your consent you are formed  by the events and people around you that you have no control of, metamorphosis is your chance to fix, rearrange or rebuild yourself, your chance to form yourself according to what you think yourself deserves..

Perhaps the girl in the picture has decided that this is what she deserves and should remain like this, locked in a glass.
I decided that
I am ready for another journey of metamorphosis. I've been metamorphosed twice so far in my life and I wish to change form once again. At thirty-five, you feel that your mental hard drive works at its potential. You run a family, work hard and have the desire to learn, to create and to live. You have proved to yourself that you have what it takes. You deserve the change, you've earned it. You can work towards it more consciously than before. Now that you are free of the dramas, now that you know what is going on around you, now that you are calm and strong, now it is the time for the wildest metamorphosis of all.
Perhaps one of the last, or the last one.

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