The Words the Caterpillar Ate

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>When a caterpillar enters its chrysalis and hunkers down for a long-ass process of turning its tongue into its feet and its stomach into its soul everything it was and everything it one day will be turns to goo.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>When you were a thirty-something caterpillar you knew who you were. You'd spent your whole life learning the many words and multiple roles that helped you boldly say 'This is who I am.' You were a caterpillar but you were also a powerhouse chomping through goals like nobody's business.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>Then you hit perimenopause - or maybe life hit you with divorce death or a dream functional bod that started going south.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>And now you my friend are hip-deep in your own goo.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>Suddenly all the words that once gave you meaning are jumbled around like the messy gooey insides of a chrysalis. You know you ain't a caterpillar no more but you certainly haven't got those butterfly feels. You're pushing fifty brain-foggy feeling like you've lost all the things that made you 'you'.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(30 41 59 1)>In this interactive guide to getting out of the goo and reshaping you transformation coach Belle Lockerby helps you redefine the language that once gave you purpose to build yourself a brand-new butterfly dictionary - one that speaks to who you are becoming and what you want to leave behind.</span></p>