The morning after he passed our home and neighborhood was covered in Monarchs. I am not talking twenty or so, I am talking several hundred, I had never seen anything like it and have not since, It was incredible! They were hanging in the trees, on my patio umbrella and on my door.
They were a gift and allowed me a way to explain to my daughter , who was 4 at the time- that her Papa was to sick to stay with us. So the butterflies came to fly him across the rainbow bridge to a place where he could be healed and could run again.
The Monarchs have been present in the lives of myself and my daughter since that time. I see them in places one would normally not see them. I know they are a gift and a gentle reminder that I have known great love and that is not something that will ever leave me. It is also a reminder that hope lives on and just when you think you are too broken to continue, you spread your wings and fly. Defying all the odds that life can toss your way.
The Monarchs make an incredible journey in their lives- and so have I. The butterfly is a metaphor for how far I have come and how much drama and loss I have experienced. But in the end, I have become something more beautiful than I ever imagined. I am not talking about cosmetic beauty, rather the beauty that lies in courage , wisdom, compassion, empathy and LOVE.
I do not normally get political but.... The Monarch caterpillar's only food source is milkweed. Chemicals like RoundUp which is made by Monsanto is destroying the Monarch habitat.
I will be planting a butterfly garden at my studio, please do the same in your garden. Be sure to research as their are many types of Milkweed.
" just when the caterpillar thought, the world was over, she became a butterfly"~ proverb