Caterpillar eggs are so small that they are very difficult to see with the naked eye. Some eggs, when viewed under a magnifying glass, resemble miniature paper lanterns.
It is humbling to think that so much beauty and detail can exist in something so small. When the appointed time comes, the caterpillar will use its sharp mandibles to break open the cage, and free itself.
The caterpillar egg, is a cage for the caterpillar. The caterpillars body, a cage for the butterfly. The first cage can be opened by force, the second cage will only open upon complete surrender (death). Society has programmed people to view death as a final outcome, when in reality, a living death is a necessary stage in our spiritual evolution.
The metamorphosis of the caterpillar into a butterfly proves that 'life' is not contained within the form, of anything, but rather, in the invisible particles that combine to create the multitude of forms that we can see with our naked eyes.
There is a stage during the transformation, where neither the caterpillar, nor the butterfly, can be said to exist. Here, In this vast expanse of no mans land, is where the magic really happens, and yet, nobody would ever see the magic, unless they were really looking for it.
"All of us will eventually have to face death, so, rather than try to extend the days of our lives, maybe we should try to extend the life in our days".
