A scientist was enamored by the glory and beauty of the emperor moth. Its radiant colors, unique patterns and majestic wingspan inspired him to study the moth.
Carefully, he watched a young caterpillar spin a cocoon and then he took the cocoon to his laboratory where he could observe the process.
The day finally came that the small, crawling caterpillar had become the elegant emperor moth and the scientist watched with great excitement as the insect began to gnaw its way out of the cocoon. Its tiny jaws chewed away, trying to exit, but it fell back time and again in what seemed to be exhaustion. The scientist watched as the moth worked and failed.
He began to imagine the moth speaking to him: "Why don't you help me?"
The creature finally pushed its head out and began to work at pulling its body through the small hole it had created. Each attempt seemed to fail. Progress was so slow that it was basically imperceptible.
The scientist looked on, beginning to feel guilty for not coming to the aid of the moth. The day was coming to an end and the progress had been so minute that the scientist finally couldn't hold back. With the spirit of a rescue worker, he took his tweezers and carefully opened the cocoon. The moth was free - but so badly deformed that it couldn't fly.
It died soon thereafter.
Later, our scientist learned that it's this very struggle that shapes the insect's body, forcing fluids out to the majestic wings, giving shape to the giant moth.
Without the struggle, without the form resulting from the almost torturous requirement to pull itself through a small opening in the cocoon, there is no emperor moth.
- Excerpted from "I Believe (When What You Believe Matters!)" by Eldon Taylor
Unusual Experiences, Philosophy,Hinduism, Buddhism, Reincarnation
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