The more I learned about molting, the more I wondered why we don't use it as our primary metaphor for change. Looking ScruffyOne of my favorite things I learned about birds is that they don't molt all at once. There is an awkward stretch where the old way of being no longer fits, but the new way hasn't settled in yet. The Feathers We Keep RepairingIt also struck me that many of our emotional habits resemble old feathers. We only need to notice which old feathers have stopped carrying us.