When you think you don’t matter

Have you seen them, these creatures gorgeous and gaudy, lighter than air. You must stop, stay still, to see them these other worldly creatures, called butterflies.

This post started because I photographed a beautiful butterfly. I have had  maybe 20 attempts to upload my photo.papilio-rumanzovia-22987_1280   No way it will not happen today so here is photo from Pixabay.com- with Thanks

Lighter than  air floating on a breeze.

And yes I persevered one more time and here is my photo.

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Photo from the neighbour’s garden.

 

“We are all butterflies. Earth is our chrysalis.”  
― LeeAnn Taylor

And yet some days we forget our beauty , otherworldly ness. We become stifled with self and all the little wounds and tears to our personality seem to loom large. I’m  not good enough_ seems to fill our mind. We become heavy, Earth bound and dismal,feeling unworthy and unwanted. Overwhelmed. We question self worth and our deserving is questioned. Time to take stock. sit still and breath remember only when you are perfectly still will the ethereal beautiful butterfly land on us.

 

And when you think you are too small and don’t matter think of the other winged wonder who now is making news headlines the mosquito. ”

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Asian Tiger Mosquito I included it as it is beautifully marked.
John Keats
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
― John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne.

 

“If you think you are too small to make a difference.

try spending a night with a mosquito.  ”                    African Proverb

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About lorraine

After a nasty fall from my bicycle, coming home from high school, I began suffering from migraines. After a term of Chiropractic adjustments, which helped but did not entirely stop the migraine headaches, my parents in desperation sent me to yoga classes, The only available evening class in our area was filled with pregnant women. I felt out of place as a shy teenager, but persevered. adjustment,breathing, meditation and yoga proved the only therapy that bought relief from the headaches. Feeling well I got on with life, married moved from my home town and forgot the daily yoga practices and there benefits. Coming back to Yoga and meditation helped me manage during the time of my father's Cancer. and death. Later when my Husband became ill the natural decision was to qualify as a Yoga, meditation teacher to further assist others through the difficult times of illness and recovery or death. I have now been benefiting from the science and art of Yoga, Meditation for well over twenty five years.
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