Development
“I remember one morning when I discovered a cocoon in the bark of a tree, just as a butterfly was making a hole in its case and preparing to come out. I waited a while, but it was too long in appearing and I was impatient. I bent over it and breathed on it. I pulled the case back with my fingers, encouraging it to open. The miracle began to happen before my eyes, faster than life. The case opened, the butterfly started crawling out and I shall never forget my horror when I saw how its wings were folded back and crumpled; the wretched butterfly tried with its whole trembling body to unfold them. Bending over it, I tried to help pull its wings into shape.
in vain….
The butterfly needed to be hatched out patiently and the unfolding of the wings needed to be a gradual process, warmed by the sun and time. Now it was too late. My breath, my hands had forced the butterfly to appear, all crumpled, before its time. It struggled desperately and died in the palm of my hand. That little butterfly is the greatest weight I have on my conscience. For today I realize that it is a mortal sin to violate the great laws of nature. We must not hurry. We must be patient. With confidence we must obey the eternal rhythm and unfolding of life.
Zorba the Greek by Kazantzakis