From the book “Tales to grow and heal” by Michel Dufour

“At the bottom of an old pond lived a group of larvae that did not understand why when any of them ascended through the long lily stalks to the surface of the water, they never descended again where they were.

They promised each other that the next of them who would rise to the surface, would return to tell the others what had happened to him.

Shortly after, one of these larvae felt an irresistible desire to ascend to the surface.

He began to walk upwards through one of the thin vertical stems and when he was finally outside he began to rest on a lily leaf. Then she experienced a magnificent transformation that turned her into a beautiful dragonfly with beautiful wings.

He tried to keep his promise, but it was in vain.

Flying from one end of the pond to the other, she could see her friends in the background.

Then he understood that even if they in turn had been able to see her, they would never have recognized one of their companions in this radiant creature.

The fact that after that transformation that we call death, we cannot see our friends or family, or communicate with them, does not mean that they have ceased to exist…

They are not here, they went to another place to take care of us from there with a different view.

Death is nothing more than a change of mission.”