Why Cocoon? A Meditation on Transformation

Motherhood isn’t a bounce back—it’s a becoming. What the cocoon teaches us about slowness, safety, and self-transformation.

The cocoon isn’t a place of rest. It’s a place of becoming.



From the outside, it looks like nothing is happening. But inside, everything is breaking down and reshaping into something new. It’s dark. It’s quiet. It’s slow. And yet it’s where one form dissolves to make way for another.



Motherhood often feels the same way.



There’s this idea that once you give birth, you’re supposed to emerge as a whole, radiant version of yourself. But the truth is—it takes time. You’re in the goo. You’re unraveling and reforming. You’re both the same and completely different.



The world wants you to bounce back. But what if you’re meant to emerge, not return?



A cocoon isn’t a cage. It’s a sanctuary.  
It’s where we go to undo, to rest, to reassemble.  
It’s where we trust that the soft unfolding will lead us forward.



So if you’re in the middle space—tired, unsure, tender—just know: you’re exactly where you need to be. Becoming takes time. You’re not behind. You’re transforming.