If you have read previous posts to this blog, you know that yellow butterflies have always had a special meaning for me and seem to have been a constant in my life for the past several years. Butterflies are a symbol of change and transformation. And God knows I've had alot of that in my life! I guess more change is on the horizon. This morning, I was taking a bag of trash out to the cans, and playing with the dogs as I went. As I got closer to the trash can, there sat a yellow butterfly right on top of the lid. It just sat there, seemingly unafraid of me, moving it's wings slowly up and down as if to say, "are you ready?" My answer was "yes, throw it at me...whatever you've got!". I sat down on the back steps to watch it flitter and fly around, and lo and behold, another one joined it! Now, if you read my earlier blog about about my father's passing, you will understand how this made me feel......to watch these two do their dance together. I began to tear up and wanted to cry as I watched, thinking of my mom and dad. They are reminding me that they are with me.
Butterflies are also considered a symbol of clairvoyance. That is something I have tried to deny most of my life. But that is also a subject to be discussed in another post because my grandson has come to visit for the day, and it is very difficult to write anything with him tooling around the house in his walker grabbing at anything he thinks he can reach.
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