A little break from all the negative happenings lately….
The butterfly is a powerful symbol in myth and religion. For early Christians and most particularly to my mother, it represents the soul itself.
A butterfly resting at a tree in the backyard of my parent’s house
Back in my parent’s house, when we talk about close relatives who has passed away, there’s always a butterfly fluttering around, greeting us. It must be them, we thought — or we must be living in a butterfly heavy-populated area!
As a student in Japan many years ago, I would “talk” to butterflies if I find one — mostly, naturally! in the school garden or even in my dormitory room! I would address it as my grandmother who came to visit me and check on me. I was not able to go back and see her one last time when she passed away.
So, I don’t know who this playful spirit is but it surely kept my two-year old nephew entertained!
AJ looks half-frightened as well as half-amused!
I don’t know if I can find a butterfly in this part of the world, seems like a far-fetched imagination since butterflies often thrive everywhere but in a desert. Though there are lot of greens here, artificially made and all, I still don’t think I’ll see one, not unless some friendly spirit comes and checks on me again!