Caterpillar Soup

Last week I wrote about accomplishing my soul’s mission of becoming who I was always meant to become. But as I published the blog post, I still wasn’t sure what it meant. Instead of searching for an answer, or trying to figure it out, I let it go. The answers I sought were going to come in Divine timing as they always do. So, I just went about my week as usual. Almost as usual.

The synchronicities and signs were stronger, more frequent, and more coordinated than ever before. I was receiving messages from all directions. The boxes stacked in my room are adorned with logos and handwritten notes and my awareness was pulled to them for messages. The street signs, address numbers, and billboards all had messages. And then I noticed a pattern.

All the individual messages connected and delivered a broader message. Another purpose was about to be fulfilled. I have no idea what purpose or how. The messages are clear, but they aren’t that direct. So, I wait and I continue on my path of growth. 

There is a thread connecting my soul’s mission with my continued growth. I am still becoming the version of myself that my soul was sent here to become. There is a part of me that is growing so rapidly that I feel slightly discombobulated. And then there is the part that feels like I’m coming home to myself. 

Those parts of me are still integrating. I am still forming, becoming who I am meant to become. And all of it is happening in the strangest of places and during one of the most challenging times of my life. It all feels so weird.

I imagine this is how it feels to be a caterpillar and dissolve into caterpillar soup that then becomes the butterfly. The old me is dissolving in place and the new me is being built cell by cell. All of it is happening in a cocoon that feels uncomfortable but also protective for the changes that are occurring.

In a way it feels like I am in one of those in-between spaces. But I’m not stagnant. I am evolving. Each day brings new awareness or noticeable growth. The chrysalis I find myself in isn’t at all what I expected, but it is serving a purpose. And even though I try to kick and punch my way out, I am being protected and guided to stay and evolve.

The discomfort is part of the process. The kicking is part of the process. Growth is part of the process. All of it serves a purpose. As much as it is uncomfortable, it all serves a purpose. 

Maybe this message is more for me than for you or anybody else. Maybe this is Spirit and soul trying to tell me that everything is okay. All of this *arms gesturing around the dingy boarding house room* is serving a purpose. Maybe they are trying to tell me that all is well. And that an important purpose is about to be fulfilled.

My spiritual awakening needs a broader perspective. This phase of my life, even though it is serving a purpose, is disconcerting. I think Spirit and soul are trying to tell me that in the context of my whole life, this will all be worth it. That everything will work out for the best. And that all of my needs and wants, dreams and wishes, purposes and missions will come to fruition. 

So that’s what is the intention that I am setting. This will all be worth it. Everything will work out for the best. All of my needs and wants, dreams and wishes, purposes and missions will come to fruition. And it’s all coming together in Divine timing.

One day soon I will be ready, fully transformed. My chrysalis will crack open at just the right time. And I will fly free again. 

Connection and Gratitude. 

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Be well, beautiful soul and human,

Nikki