I am the observer and I observe. I realize I am being observed to see if I am learning to observe. I am the snake
shedding its skin. But only this time fully aware of how much, how far and what my new skin would be like. At
times the snake is scared, the vulnerability .. fears of the known and unknown. She realizes she has done it umpteen
number of times, but this time around the shedding could be beyond just superficiality of what is seen by others.. or
what she has shown. This time in the process she will look deep into her soul. There are many who have been
here, and they are with her. She looks up to them, not in awe or inspired. Simply as, ‘if they did..so can she’. She
feels naked at times, although there is only tiny tiny bits of skin which is peeled. To everyone else she looks like
what she used to. She knows that. Yet she also knows there is a change.. deep within her. That space within the
recesses of her mind and heart. She is going to feel all wonders of nature in all its glory and devastation.
The change has just begun. A tiny scratch if you may.
Am I like the caterpillar coming out of the cocoon?? she wonders ..no! more like the butterfly who has cleaned all
the paint and is ready to splash herself with colors that are good for her well being. It would mean washing them
completely and having to get her wings wet.
Am I like the Phoenix??.. no! I am not reborn ..I am rediscovering the real me!!
Happy Birthday ..to me ..every day ..every minute ..every second.:)