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Butterflies Are For Real!

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They were practicing baseball on a field near their house a few Saturdays ago. My son, daughter-in-love and my 2 grandsons, ages 8 and 5. As they began practice, my older grandson shouted, “I see a butterfly!”

I realize that this doesn’t sound like such an auspicious story. Certainly not one that would be worthy of a blog post.

But let me tell you a little more….

I first fell in love with butterflies as a teenager when I was doing a science project. I chose to study butterflies because I viewed the metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly as one of nature’s most magical transformations.

Several years later my father, a minister, offered a graveside eulogy for a little girl who had suddenly passed away. While he was speaking, a large, beautiful butterfly continually encircled her casket.

As he later relayed the story to me, I became curious about the deeper symbolism of butterflies. I discovered that they represented a connection to the eternal. That made my dad’s story even more mystical.

So, I began to embrace butterflies in my own life. For several decades, I noticed them, welcomed them, and shared the story with others.

Butterflies took on even more meaning in my life after my husband’s passing in December 2014. I seemed to see them everywhere, and they were a beautiful comfort to me. I told my grandsons about them. I wrote a blog about an experience I had with a homeless man and his butterfly necklace. Members in my family were inundated with them on a recent vacation, even though butterflies were not normally seen in that part of the world. (The vacation took place on the weekend of the one-year anniversary of my husband’s passing.) Another family member received an unsolicited butterfly ring on an opportune day. A dear friend made me a butterfly plaque. And on and on.

Now my son’s baseball story. A noticed butterfly in the middle of a practice field. Exactly where my husband likely would have been if he were still present in his physical body. He loved baseball, particularly when his children and grandchildren were involved.

Perhaps the butterfly came to remind us again that life is forever. All we do is change forms. Just like the caterpillar metamorphs into an exquisite butterfly, we transform into something even more beautiful beyond this physical body. Our souls soar and take flight.

Transformation is sure. We just don’t know when.

So while waiting our turn, let’s give this life our best shot. Relish it. Share it. Love it. Make it count. For ourselves, others and the Divine.

For we will not pass this moment again.

The Experiment: Open your “Supernatural/God Eyes” and look for a butterfly this week. And when you find it, remember to be thankful for the Supernatural Presence that calls us to live at our Highest Calling.

Silence Your Inner Critic: You may say, “butterflies are everywhere.” Or are they? Open yourself up to a transcendent moment. You won’t be sorry. It may change your life.

Rock Our World with Your Comments: What element of nature brings you to your knees? Write your thoughts in a personal journal, discuss with a friend or family member, or post a comment below or on our Facebook page. We thrive and grow with your input!

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    Toni

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    When my friend died, she said she would see me when ever i saw a lady bug.
    so of course, when i see lady bugs i think of Betsy. As for butterflies, My granddaughter and I always look for and appreciate them. They are a big part of our lives. Love you as always.

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      Patty Bilhartz

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      Ladybugs are some of my favorites. Their details are exquisite. I am so glad to hear that you and your granddaughter love butterflies. Blessings with love to you, and have a good evening!

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    Aimee Mitchell

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    There are many symbols apparent during our lifetimes. As my Godmother lay dying at the age of 99, a cardinal appeared at the window of her bedroom. She lingered for a week and so did the cardinal, pecking at the window over and over. When Aunt Velma took her last breath, the cardinal flew away and was never seen again.

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      Patty Bilhartz

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      What a beautiful story! Thanks for sharing and hope that you are doing well!

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    Lin

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    Thank you, Patty. I am going to watch for more butterflies this week. Can’t wait to see one!! Love you. Linda

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      Patty Bilhartz

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      I will join you in looking for them! Much love to all of you.

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    Alice

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    Loved it.Love Butterflies.Don’t see as many of them as I used to. Love reading your articles. ( I’m Sherry Grays Mom. And Betty’s friend.

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      Patty Bilhartz

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      Maybe you will see more butterflies now :)! Thanks for sharing!

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    Janet

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    Loved this!!! Thanks so much for sharing.

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