Butterflies
mean a lot to me, also to my family.
They are symbols of positive change, of surprising, almost astounding
metamorphosis. In early Christianity and also in the Native American tradition,
the butterfly was a symbol of the soul, finally untethered and free. For my family, butterflies represent the
light and love between us, through every chapter, and every
transformation.
Several years ago, a migration alit in my parents' yard in Hillsboro almost as if they knew how much they meant to us! There was a monarch on every bush and tree leaf, for nearly 48 hours, with a few stragglers remaining over the following days. On 3 acres of land, it was an incredible
sight, and one that none of us will ever forget.
My Mom and I both live our
life in creativity and color, and in many ways butterflies are a symbol of
that shared love. My office is filled
with butterflies -- they're a reminder, of
how far I’ve flown, and how far there is still to fly!
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| Framed Morpho butterflies in my office |
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| Butterfly art on the wall in my office |
I found a perfect Mother’s Day card for my Mom with a
cut-out of a butterfly. We’ll continue
our metamorphosis, and our colors will surely only grow more beautiful.
For my Mom: Happy Mother’s Day.
For my Mom: Happy Mother’s Day.
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| My mom and me |
Elizabeth
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