See before you a huge, black cauldron. Round, deep, iron, seemingly bottomless. It is the Cauldron of Change.
Everything that enters the cauldron is transformed. The old is burned away, the new is uncovered. The catepillar becomes a butterfly in this cauldron. The weak become strong. Children become adults. Warriors become pacifists, and pacifists become warriors. In the cauldron, a new way is discovered. A new self.
Beneath the cauldron is a fire, impossibly hot.
That fire may burn and injure any who dare to enter the cauldron. It may hurt, to become a warrior, to become a butterfly, to become an adult. It my scald.
Imagine now, if you entered the cauldron, what change might come to you?
Imagine now, and ask yourself, Can I enter the Cauldron of Change? Do I have the courage? Do I trust myself enough?
