Following on from a few conversations I’ve been having lately, and sparked again today by the oh-so-lovely Ruth, I’ve been thinking more around the comforts of my cocoon. Those who know me, know how introverted I am. All my life I have had this strong push - pull towards wanting to share and connect, and wanting to hide. Hide wins. Every time.

And yet… and yet…

I’m slowly starting to peek my head out of this cocoon of mine, and realise that the risk in missing out on my wings is far scarier the unknown world beyond my walls. Baby steps, it takes time to grow wings, but I know I’m going to fly with my dragonfly, and so I need to try.