That's the highlight of the trip for me. Conor smiled. The first thing I remember encountering upon our arrival, a real, soulful smile on Conor Gold's face.
I'm knitting a bag I started just then, it's called the Conor's Smile Bag. It's gotta be worth $10K!
There's something to be said for Cocoon Time. Time allowed to curl into one's self and search for what it is that brings us here, a quest for a purpose perhaps. Whatever that time may be, one can no more pull a human out of their cocoon than can pull a butterfly out too soon, the results are fatal.
The patience pays off. A beautiful healthy specimen. Fully developed.
Conor's a butterfly for sure. I'm honored to have been witness to this metamorphosis to Self.
I didn't get a picture of it, I only remember what it feels like. It stretches my heart toward joyful capacity. He proudly told others Yeah, diana's moving to *my* town!
I can't wait to get there!!
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