Magical messenger.

Butterflies that flutter around in nature always amaze and fascinate me.  I started observing them keenly after my experience with them in Yercaud where they taught me the magic of 'the moment.' I  just love the way they flutter  around, not being in one place for too long,  still adding their beauty and colour to the surroundings they touch even though they don't live long.

Last night a butterfly visited my kitchen, it was fluttering above the stove, and my heart was in my mouth. What if it fell on the stove?  I placed my palm near it, but it fluttered away. So I caught it and left it in my balcony near the money plant. After a while I went out to check on it but couldn't find it...so was happy that it fluttered away. For me those were "butterfly moments" - short but meaningful moments in my  life that actually made it worth living valuing life.

Morning when I was watering my potted plants, my heart skipped a beat to see the butterfly lying near it in a puddle of rainwater. For a second I thought it was dead, but when I touched it moved. I was really overjoyed. It's wings were heavy being wet and it couldn't flutter nor fold it's wings.  I picked it up very carefully and placed it on my palm, but it just flitted away down. One side of the balcony wall was dry and the sun was shining on it. So I picked it up,  placed it there carefully and went away to finish my work.

After finishing all my work, I went back to the balcony I was really happy to see it seated at the same place with its wings folded. I just kept my palm near it.....to my joy it just moved on to my palm and started moving it's legs and antenna as if showing its gratitude to me. That really moved me, yet again it reminded me of the "butterfly moments." I placed it there and went away as I had to go out. But when I came back it was gone.....leaving me with some beautiful feelings.

I learned that moments  like these may be just moments; though unexpected ones that  nonetheless take away  the daily drudgery with more meaning of the moments of colour, moments of appreciation and most importantly, moments of value. What does the word "value" really mean?   I guess the beauty of it is that it brings me closer to the realization that "perceived value;"  it's how much value I  wish to give something. It's more about enjoying the journey than reaching the destination.

I  see butterflies almost every day of my life. And when they hover around me, I feel blessed and fulfilled adding  more "butterfly moments" to my life, by  simply following  my heart's passions.