AND THE BUTTERFLY BROUGHT THE MESSAGE.....

When we learn to say a deep, passionate yes to the things that really matter, then peace begins to settle onto our lives like golden sunlight sifting to a forest floor. Thomas Kinkade

Yesterday, I was walking into the place where I spend a majority of my time earning a paycheck to pay the bills and allow me to play.

I was deep in thought about some issues I'd been wrestling with--mainly those damn old tapes that play over and over in my southern head.  YOU--did it all wrong.  You--are too nice.  You---should've....   I could almost hear myself saying to myself...

Why Bless my little Southern heart!!!

and

Suddenly without rhyme or reason

in the midst of a gray cloudy morning

something inside me flipped

flipped on myself

and

said,

"Stop"

you are doing the best you can

now 

do something different

.....

Transform

...

I said to myself

but it is hard work

and

I'm tired.

....

I said to myself,

Just do it

be willing to change

....

Just as I finished talking to myself about myself

something stopped me dead in my tracks.

I saw something sticking up

on the ground so i stopped to look.

There in front of me 

right at the moment i needed to see it

was 

an Eastern Swallowtail Butterfly...all closed up....sort of like me.

I thought it was dead so I bent down

even though I thought I might be late to work

and

I looked.

it did not move

so 

I touched it

ever so slightly

and

when I did

...

it happened...

right before my eyes..

this closed up

entity

opened up

opened up to reveal 

spectacular beauty

yellow and black

mixed together opening so gracefully

i stood in awe as if I 

was standing 

right before the 

Creator ITSELF

stood in a moment of sacred silence

and

as it stood still

all opened up for me to see

I think I heard 

from somewhere 

either out there or inside

the 

whisper that said,

"go on.........change."

....

I smiled

paid homage to

the sender of 

a message I needed

and

walked on my way.

....

Today

I'm thankful for the way

we are given subtle and startling messages

that speak to us

intimately 

...

thankful

for my morning 

wakeup call to live

and

grow and transform

........

thankful for a moment on Holy Ground

...

this morning

thankful for the cool breeze,

the birds singing,

hot coffee with hazelnut cream

and

for 

peace

in my heart

that

it really is

okay

to change and be!!!

May it be so...

Have a Great Tuesday...

The radical rambler