Oh the Butterflies are dancing

Beauty at its finest

is beginning to be seen!

Those magnificent butterfies

are now just having a party here

as I sit and work from the lanai

these days!

I spoke with my dear friend Laura this week who is battling a bug that has her down for the count, and going through kleenex by the box just down the road from me.

She did manage to let me know that the butterflies are about to break loose from their multiple chrysalis are now everywhere; hanging from all manner of places around her home!

I wait anyday for someone to show up at our warrior Laura's to hang a sign and offically declare her home the

"butterfly sancturary"

as she carefully plants butterfly plants

harvests the seedlings

nurtures them so carefully, and then watches those little catterpillars as they move about to assure they land at just the right places!

Ah, yes, so many delight in the movement and the dance of the butterfly...

Yet so few take the moments or time to recognize all that beauty goes through to transition to its state of amazing grace and that dance!

Such elegant creatures, and delicate but strong messengers they are!

I often reflect on sign Me "A" a warrior here who recieves so many messages from her daughter from the other side through the butterfly; at times that she seems to really want or need to feel her close!

She has been known to be sitting on a curb of a restaurant when a butterfly will just show up out of nowhere and light right beside her, as if to say,

"I'm here and just want you to remember and to feel"!

Or the time her husband was out in the middle of the gulf of Mexico fishing, and being a man who didn't really believe in life after death communications, was feeling something on his arm, and busy fishing, he just kept "batting the intrusion away", but it kept returning until getting his full attention!

He finally paid attention only to then see it was in fact a BUTTERFLY!

In the Middle of the Gulf of Mexico!!!

Yes, it did get his attention, and it did allow him to "get the message" as tears streamed down his face, he then realized that was in fact for him and only him!

...

ah the butterfly

with all its beauty, its significance and very personal messages and stories of thousands.

Elisabeth Kubler-Ross brought the significance of the butterfly to the hospice movement; to the world of death and dying in her landmark work and in her life.

It truly speaks loudly if we look back to the concentration camps and the death camps in understanding the true meaning of transition and life never ending.

A horrendous time in history, filled with horror for children, women and men; stories of ghastly moments filled with such pain, fear,death, smells and pain.

Something that was remarkable to Elisabeth Kubler-Ross when she visited there was what was etched in those camps though amidst the memories and the painful memories of horror;

and that prepared her for what would be her life's work left a life long impact on her brain, soul and body there.

As she looked around those bare barracks and I suppose the spirits of those housed there, their pain and angst; she noticed that they had carved their names, signs,  wooden bunks crammed together that were five deep.

People have carved their names, dates, and drawings. Immediately Elisabeth wondered how, why, what kind of instruments had they used to do this in the terror they must have known then?

Could they have used utensils, their nails, rocks, or something else they had found to do such things in their time of needing to leave a mark of the fact they had existed, had lived?

But what was truly amazing was the art she found.

And it was everywhere these things,

and some were dreadful she reported, but she found something quite remarkable.

Everywhere she looked she found

BUTTERFLIES

yes, in such a dark and tragic, fear filled place of impending death and tragedy and hatred.... people had etched butterflies; some were very crude, others quite magnificent, and she kept wondering

"why"?

She said that question for over twenty years,

"why" would people draw, scratch, etch butterflies in such settings, in such horror.

So many years later,

The pioneer of death and dying put that image together with her work of those she was called to care for,

she realized the connection of those who had been in those concentration camps and their etchings, their carvings and the messages...

That butterfly image representing that soon they would be out of the hell they were experiencing in those horrific camps and free!

She went on to lecture, to heal, to be remarkable in her work and assisting others to understand

that we all are coccons in our bodies, here until our work is complete

and then we shed that cocoon

free as a butterly

once the work and struggle is done!

the butterfly has represented

HOSPICE for years and years

I think as a tribute

to Dr Elisabeth Kubler Ross!

and here locally our warrior

Laura usually hosts her teams memorial service that hospice has to remember their patients who have died at her home,

where they release butterflies over the canal there!

I always have said, I bet that most of them take up residence at her home after the release cos' I don't think I've ever seen so many in one place as I do when sitting in the back yard there!

So for today,

I hope you have a butterfly type of day!

Free to be,

to be absolutely thrilled by wonder,

by color,

by flight and beauty

with each breath you take!

May you find a butterfly just comes up and gives u a kiss on the cheek while you are out and about!

Blessings to you and yours~

Walk in Beauty,

DRSES

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