The Butterfly...

...told me so. A small reminder. A timely suggestion.

Often enough I talk, act, and think in a serious way. It seems that so many things warrant such treatment that I habitually loose track of the lighter side of things. I think I have mentioned that before, this time I got hung up on saying the right words. It's odd how some people never seem to give consideration to how they talk about something while others try to show some level of caution with their words. With me it tends to be an extreme of caution and consideration. Most of the time anyway. And when it doesn't come out as quality product I beat on myself. It's a big part of the reason I love typing conversations and things. Their are few times when I have been rushed and managed to say what I really wanted to. This time though I rushed myself and because of it I worried that it had not been received well. In all honesty that would make 5 conversations/statements in about 2 weeks that went this way. So as I left work yesterday, mind locked up in this mini-mind war, walking to the car a block away a little butterfly fluttered into sight on my right. A little white one which is very common in this area.

As I walked at my normal pace it fluttered next to me. As if we were old friends walking down the street chatting. It only lasted about ten feet, but I was completely engaged by my little floating friend. So much so that I couldn't help but say hi to him and ask him how he was doing. He decided to part ways with me, our time together short but sweet, and I continued to the car. But the world had changed in those few seconds we spent together. As if a messenger had been sent to break me from my internal struggle. To help me remember the world is larger than I am. To bring me some balance. The sky was gorgeous and the temperature was about perfect. The smell wasn't great (from the flooding), but the colors were vibrant. The little things seemed to pop out again. A complete 180 from the gloomy prison I had been walking in moments earlier.

This happened once before though the messenger was a double dose of rainbows that time and several other times before that even. I need things like this in my life and I suspect I am far from alone. Be it a person who helps keeps you balanced or the occasional odd messenger, I hope you find the inspiration to modify your direction when the need is great. A subtle/discreet moment along the way can prove to be devastating to old vices.