The Butterfly

I was having a tough day and decided to step away for a walk with my dog, Jake.

With each step I took, being held by the breeze and the trees, my emotions flowed out in streams of tears.

Vision blurred, I faithfully followed Jake’s lead.

As I was waiting for him to take care of business, some movement off to my side caught my eye.

A beautiful monarch butterfly resting on a flower, then taking flight in the sweet summer air.

It danced so beautifully, swirling about, going here and there.

It was peaceful to witness and a welcome distraction from my pain.

A sign of hope.

I held out my hand as it approached, longing for a sense of connection.

But being a butterfly, it had no interest.

It eventually landed nearby and that’s when I saw the deep message that was being so eloquently presented to me.

You see, this butterfly, that floated on the air as if it was the air itself, was missing a good chunk of one of it’s wings.

This was unnoticeable to the eye when it flew, and didn’t seem to make any bit of difference in it’s flight, which is quite remarkable.

In that moment of awareness, I heard the sweet gift this butterfly presented me:

Even if you feel broken, you can still fly my dear.

This story flowed out in a poem for you to enjoy.  (It’s not the actual butterfly in the video- a relative perhaps, as the day this happened, I was in the moment and the recording took place in my heart.)

Please remember… anytime you are feeling broken, you can still fly. Just like this butterfly.