"Metamorphosis"

Transformation is rarely comfortable. It takes real courage to let something old fall away so that something new can take root.

In this image, the woman sits with her eyes closed as if she’s entered an inner passageway where everything she once knew begins to crack, peel away, dissolve. And somehow, there’s a quiet strength in letting it go.

A caterpillar — timeless symbol of transformation — glides slowly across her face. Its movement feels like a chill of change: first startling, then awakening. Its path is slow, unhurried, but inevitable just like any true inner growth. Its touch doesn’t stay on the surface it stirs something deeper, responding to the quiet tension inside the body.

The cracks on her skin aren’t signs of damage — they’re the first signs of something new being born. It’s not pain that needs escaping — it’s a threshold that needs to be endured. She doesn’t fight it. She breathes through it. She allows it.And in that allowing, she becomes the vessel of her own transformation.

This piece isn’t just about change. It’s about trusting your body, the part of you that “feels” before your mind understands. It’s about the deep, quiet readiness to welcome a new version of yourself even while standing in the space between fear and growth.

Caterpillar's questions for your contemplation and reflection: