The Metamorphosis of the Cosmic Egg
A few months ago, I had a dream in which I was traveling through space inside a giant egg. No matter how I beat on the sides, it would not crack. I kept kicking and beating on it. I wanted to hatch and I wanted to hatch now.
Eventually, I realized that the dream meant that I wasn't ready. I needed more time to finish cooking before I move on to the next stage of my life. I am a soul in transition.
Last week, I spent some wonderful days at Gryphon's Nest, attending the festival, Reunion of the Spirits. Every time I go out to Gryphon's Nest, I find myself feeling transformed, centered and stronger. I know it's the cumulative effect of meditation and workshops, drumming and the amazing experience of the fire dance on the final night. I leave feeling like I can do anything; that I am ready to be anything.
The theme of this year's festival was Metamorphosis, emerging from your cocoon as a new version of yourself. All of us experience change and transition throughout our lives. At one of the events, a workshop about improving yourself as a writer, we discussed the cosmic egg and that sometimes we need a period of time to incubate ideas.
My mental response was a flashback to my dream and the beautiful synchronicity of needing time to hatch, whether from an egg, or from a cocoon.
As long as I've been on my current path, I realized the importance of doing my own spiritual work; how some experiences and ideas will resonate with me, and some will not. You take what you need, and you leave the rest.
Metamorphosis; evolution; transformation; the ultimate importance of the journey.
I have to believe that when the time is right, I will hatch from my egg; emerge from my cocoon. My evolving wings will be fully formed and ready to carry me onward and upward toward the next stage of my evolution.