To have wings is to be able to lift oneself above the fray of day to day life. To trust that even when you step over the edge and start to fall that you will be able to recover. To lift yourself up and climb to new heights. To fly!
A friend and I have discussed over and over the process of being a butterfly. To achieve the ultimate metamorphoses; to become a beautiful human being inside and out. To me a butterfly is beautiful and strong. She makes it through the storm.
Shortly after I was married I got a tattoo of a butterfly on my right shoulder. It is small and feminine. I went to the tattoo parlor with a clear picture of what I wanted and the reasons behind it. In part it was because like Carolee said I wanted to morph into that beautiful person but for me it was even more personal then that.
A butterfly is also delicate and can be crushed easily. It is a daily reminder to balance strength with love and kindness. Right now I am feeling delicate and exposed to a ferocious storm.
I WILL rise above the day to day fray
There will no longer be gray
For this is what I pray
No more fears & no more tears
From my lips to God's ears