Cocooning

I had an E mail from one of my favorite people earler today.  She mentioned she was cocooning.  I looked it up, just to make sure they agreed with my version and this is what I found: "Cocooning"  "The act of insulating or hiding oneself from the main environment when it is percieved as distracting, unfriendly, dangerous, or otherwise unwelcome."  That is what I thought so it is probably true.  What I don't agree with is the negative conontation that seems to go with the word.  Why wouldn't you insulate or hide yourself from something that was unfriendly and dangerous?  What kind of a moron would expose themselves to anything dangerous or unfriendly?  Words have such power, especially when we use them against ourselves.  I have apologized for "cocooning", when I really felt that was what I had to do.  Isn't that what caterpillars do when they are metamorphizing into something beautiful?  Something we all look at with amazement and joy.  Yea, the butterfly.  And perhaps that is what we are doing when we cocoon, sometimes it is our time to metamorphize.  When I was between 8 and 9 years old, of course it was summer, there was no winters in my childhood memories, perhaps I cocooned through all of them, anyway that summer I had to walk to through a field everyday, probably for school or something, I saw a caterpillar making a cocoon, I watched for as long as I could then left, many weeks or perhaps a month or more later, I watched the beautiful orange and red and brown butterfly be born.  it was wet and it it couldn't move its wings for a little while, but soon it did and it flew.  As an 8 year old, I decided that was what God was, She was a caterpillar that became a butterfly.  That is the closest I had ever came to a religous experience.  It still is the closest I have come to a religous experious.  So cocoon as long as you have to little girl, soon you won't be crawling anymore, you will be flying.

Night Time Thoughts

Saturday, March 12th, 2011.........11:06p.m.