A short time ago I wrote a post on Instagram that garnered more interactions than most. Accompanied by a pretty picture, I think the reason it sparked interest was because it used the metaphor of the butterfly to think about transformation. I’ve refreshed the post here with some additional thoughts.
Caterpillars, butterflies and moths are a recurring theme on my social media posts.
They are the ultimate symbol of change and metamorphosis. The source of endless fascination for me and my son, like they are for countless others both now and through history. It’s not an accident that there is a dog eared copy of The Hungry Caterpillar in every kid’s bedroom in the country. Like most, I know the basics, the life cycle of egg to caterpillar to chrysalis to butterfly but at the age of seven, my son is asking for more detail. His curiosity is getting more specific. And I like to know things so after the barrage of questions from the little dude, I went away to read up on the biology, something I either didn’t bother to learn at school or have long since forgotten.