A book I first read when I was just in my 30s is still one of my favorites. Hope for the Flowers by Trina Paulus, illustrated like a children's book, is a book for adults who want to be what they were meant to be—who want the "more" of life.
I have so many favorite passages. Here's one part I especially like:
"Butterfly—that word," she thought. "Tell me, sir, what is a butterfly?
"It's what you are meant to become. It flies with beautiful wings and joins the earth to heaven. It drinks only nectar from the flowers and carries the seeds of love from one flower to another.
"Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers."
So here's a thought for you and me as we look out onto cold or snow-covered landscapes that are momentarily free from flowers and butterflies: How are you carrying the seeds of love? How do you see yourself searching for the "more" of life? How are you moving toward becoming all you were meant to be?
What might you need to do to soar like a butterfly and "join the earth to heaven"?