I sat outside looking at the gentle oak trees as I slid into a peaceful vacation IN my mind -when, from out of nowhere a yellow butterfly began fluttering around. It bounced on the cusp of the wind, looping itself this way and that way in a whimsical pattern.
As I watched this show created by nature, I contemplated on the life of the butterfly.
The butterfly…after its chrysalis phase will only live two to four weeks. I thought of its short life and the journey it endures to enjoy the ecstasy of flight.
My mind traveled to imagine the joy of the butterfly- I felt a sensation of joy and peace. As a butterfly my mind thought.. it doesn’t matter where I go, all that matters is that I AM. To enjoy the flight and the wind beneath my wings, to enjoy the metamorphosis of the journey and the patience of attaining my victory flight.
Daisy Says: Be a butterfly… worry not of the uncertain future, enjoy what you have become.
“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” (Rabindranath Tagore)