My last blog entry title must have been appropriate! Distractions! Obviously I've had them since I haven't posted on here since June! But all you writers out there will be happy to know, I have been writing, although I have not posted here. :-) This has been a good summer so far. I feel it's a summer of renewal. A renewed commitment to writing. A renewed sense of purpose. Renewed faith in areas I've struggled. Renewed friendships.
Renewed friendships...such sweet words. I have the honor of meeting up and spending four glorious days with a girl friend from Junior High. We have not seen each other in over 25 years. Wow...how does that much time go by? We had not been in touch in all those years. We just recently reconnected, thanks to the miracle of the internet.The exciting part of this renewed friendship is my friend is also a writer at heart. She not only writes, she is an artist! She draws, cartoons, paints! She is an amazingly, talented woman who doesn't give herself the credit of her talents. During our time together we are going to brainstorm a possible book to co-write. We have similar stories in our childhood that have bonded us. There is a reason we have reconnected. We plan to not let this opportunity slip by! And I plan to encourage her in her talents! Renewed friendships....a very sweet thing...
But I digress...I had an amazing experience this morning - a symbol of new beginnings. I was sitting on my porch, enjoying the cool of the morning, dreaming and planning. The dogs were lazing comfortably around me. The sun was busy coloring the morning sky. The sprinkler and the doves were my soundtrack. I paused my writing for a moment, and turned my gaze to the lawn area. I noticed a brightly colored butterfly caught in the spray of the sprinkler. It had landed on the lawn, and when the sprinkler came around, the butterfly's wings got wet. The poor little fellow was trapped...helpless with wet wings. I found myself heading out to the lawn towards the butterfly. My nurturing instincts were taking over. I very gently cupped my hands around the butterfly, avoiding touching its wings. He climbed right into my hands and worked his way onto my fingers. I carefully walked back to the porch. Mr. Butterfly began exploring his new surroundings, walking all around my fingers, tickling up the back of my hand, onto my arm and up to my shoulder. He seemed quite content to linger there in the sun shining on my shoulder. Duty called, and I needed to start my morning chores. I tried to find a safe place for the butterfly to rest while his wings dried. The only place he would stay (without crawling back onto my hand) was on my laptop computer! So I set him there while I went in the house to tend to my morning family duties. About a half hour later I went back to the porch. Mr. Butterfly was still sitting contentedly on my computer. I needed to pack things up and head inside as the summer heat was beginning to show itself. I tried to find a place for the butterfly to sit. He would not rest unless he was on my hand, dainty black legs wrapped around my finger. I finally gave up trying to place him elsewhere, and stood with my hand lifted towards the sun. The butterfly began slowly and gracefully moving his wings as the sun warmed him. In just a couple minutes he gently took flight, fluttering to the nearest tree and lighting on a leaf. He soon fluttered off to more exciting and tasty locations.
This experience solidified my thoughts of renewal and new beginnings. What better symbol of new beginnings than a butterfly? He starts out as a sometimes very ugly, awkward caterpillar, goes into his cocoon, hidden from the world, and then breaks out as a beautiful, graceful creature! What a wonderful illustration for us to cling to. Even when we feel like the awkward caterpillar, there is hope of renewal, new beginnings...beauty in our lives. I am holding on to this symbol as I meet a long-time-ago, renewed friend, and as I commit to new beginnings in my own life.