Yesterday I had a table at a community event for the Grand Opening of Brad’s Raw Chips Factory. People were milling about, enjoying the gorgeous day, healthy food, each other’s company; laughing, smiling and hugging. For me, it was like ‘old home week’ since I saw many who have been in my life for alotta years. I had copies of The Bliss Mistress Guide To Transforming the Ordinary Into the Extraordinary, and the table was decorated with colorful scarves, hearts, feathers and butterflies. The reason for that theme is that there is a butterfly on the book cover, designed by my friend Cindy Greb; that was inspired by my mother Selma, before she died in 2010. Mom had told me that when she passed, she would come back as a butterfly to give me messages….and she has, in many ways. Yesterday was no exception(:
What made it even more poignant was that it was Mother’s Day; my second without her in body, but certainly in heart and Spirit. I had asked her for some kind of communication to let me know she was doing well. Mid morning, a young woman came up to my table. She had walked past before and had seen how the surface was embellished. I don’t think I had told her about the mom-butterfly connection. In her hand was a beautifully still butterfly. She held it out to offer it to me. I gazed at it, wided eyed, but accepting that this was my message…that even in death, there is still love and loveliness.
I am discovering daily, my own sense of freedom as I allow myself to emerge from my own chrysalis of complacency, fears, hesitation and limitation. While it might have felt pseudo-safe to be enwrapped in it, these days, I am breaking free of the constriction and soaring freely~
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHHbSsdc0gk From a classic 1972 movie…Butterflies Are Free