What looks like the end is often just another beginning. It feels like what you would imagine to be death. It hurts in ways you cannot even verbally express. Yet I suspect it resembles the sensation of a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, or an unborn baby becoming an earth being. It’s different. It can feel very confusing, creating a sense of fear. But my experience is that it is always amazing, if you just allow the change to flow.
Why be afraid my beloveds, of that which you cannot control?