This is a time that I feel vulnerable. I feel as vulnerable as the caterpillar inside the chrysalis. I am safe even though my internal defenses are gone. There is an external frame that is holding me together throughout this transformation. I am not depending upon my own strength or power. I can't. It is spent. Yet I remain. I am still here. I am still standing. I abide. I am. I will not fear. I will trust. I will believe, in the face of all false evidence to the contrary appearing real, that I have nothing to fear. I have survived before. I am going to continue to thrive, not just survive. I will wait. I will be patient. I will become better. I will regain my strength. I will begin anew. I will learn new wings are mine. I will expand. I will unfurl myself. I will discover my enlarged capacity. I will find that I am mature. I will release myself from the old shell that held me and protected me when I became nothing. I will exert myself. I will free myself from the old and be untethered and ready to let go and to discover that I already know how to fly.