Today is butterfly day. Eighteen years ago on this very day, my mom set aside her body. Her physical death was only a transition, for as she wrapped herself in the Light of Love, she built a cocoon in the tree of Life. She has long since emerged, flitting by, filing me with wonder as she dances sky high. A new creation, no painful goodbye, For now, she is my butterfly! I hope youll see your butterfly today, too. And when you do, give thanks. Death is not the end, only a time to renew. May a moment of peace, a measure of comfort, and a breath of life fill you now. May you know this: Love lives. Ask the butterfly. Blessings to you always and Love to you now, Steff
Posted on: Thu, 19 Jun 2014 13:50:23 +0000
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