Butterflies

 Since I was a little child, I felt as if butterflies and birds were my friends. They represented the freedom and expansion my soul secretly craved for. My wings were hidden. 

As an adult, I carved. Now I am as free as a butterfly, free of the shakles of mankind's narrow minded perception on life and death, creation and decay. I paid the price, walked the walk, embraced the fire but it was irrefutably worth it. The transformation was long, solitary and painful. The gods are harsh but generous and their wisdom immesurable. The expansion they offer is simply put grandiose and satiating to a grateful soul.

In greek mythology, the butterfly is commonly associated to the soul and the magnificient and intriging goddess Psyche. It emphasizes the concept that we go through so many inner transformations throughout our life cycles. Some are noticed on the outside, others are buried deep down. I also like to reflect on how the only permanent thing is impermanence. 

In Irish folklore, these beautiful insects are associated to the element of fire and the great sun. Butterflies connotate with daytime, passion and creativity. It is about the renewed passion that comes after the ashes. The final step of the transformation when one steps out of the coccoon. Butterflies do not live for a long time, so after some time, the cycle starts all over again.

Are you ready to be transformed and embrace your inner beauty?

JH