Messengers come in all shapes and sizes

 

A few months ago I was pottering around the backyard and talking to my sister on the phone about starting a blog. She was the one who had suggested it to me nearly two years ago, but I guess I wasn’t quite ready then.

Now though, the idea seemed crisp and clean and I found myself eager and excited. (Metaphorically speaking  I was only just opening a long overlooked mail.)

As we ran through the nitty gritty of what blogging would entail, something caught my eye and I had to pause.

‘Hold on a second’, I said ‘I’ve just seen a beautiful butterfly and I simply have to take a picture.’

And right enough, before my very eyes, sitting in the window sill of the shed in our backyard was one of the prettiest butterflies I’d ever seen.

Afraid that it would fly away, I pulled out my phone and hurried to get a snapshot of whatever I could manage. It didn’t help that my hand was shaking with excitement and with the effort of adjusting the brightness and trying to zoom it in at the same time. At that point I really wished there was someone else around with steadier hands who could take the picture more effortlessly.

A minute later to my utter surprise and delight, my son happened to come in and I could not believe my luck.

He took the picture I wanted easily enough, while the butterfly basked in its new found modelling experience and my sister waited patiently at the other end of the line.

‘Who knows’ she quipped as we resumed our conversation ‘you could be writing about this butterfly on your blog.’ I chuckled at the idea, not really taking her all that seriously.

Butterflies are supposed to be associated with spiritual growth and later that day as I looked at the picture of our co-operative little friend who had posed so willingly for us I wondered if he might indeed have had a message for me.

I know this sounds downright weird. But my often quirky outlook on life is the turning point for me – when the ordinary turns into something quite out of the ordinary.

On a sudden impulse I turned the picture upside down and  found myself looking at a somewhat quirky looking owl.

More than that I noticed what seemed like two upturned palms, seemingly at odds with themselves because of their positioning, yet united at the same time by a sort of web. I like to think of this as ‘Unity in Diversity’ with matching frequencies finding a common harmonic with the other. That’s the way I see human relationships work … we co-create in so many ways and at so many levels. I knew then and there that this was going to be my logo.

When I think about it, I figure the Universe was indeed delivering me a message on the wings of a butterfly. And it wasn’t because I was extra special, but because I was open to receiving (happy as I was, chatting eagerly with my sister about something that had my juices flowing)

Who would’ve thought a tiny butterfly could’ve delivered a message I was able receive so clearly!

 

I figure I was just ready…

 

© 2018  G.A.I.L

 

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