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July 10, 2014


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Joanna Poppink

Dear Pam,

You fluttered into my mind today with grace and beauty. I was relaxing on my garden couch this morning with my dogs at either side of me after I had completed my journal entry.

The early morning was beautiful in my garden. Grass a lush green, Bouganvillea blooming red and purple, oranges glowing on the tree, sky a sweet blue, tall flowerless camellias a rich shining green. My body rested as I freely and mindlessly mindfully cast my eyes about the living systems around me.

And then I saw it. Amid the hummingbirds at the arching honeysuckles was one black and gold butterfly. It was larger than butterflies I had seen before in my garden and I had never seen one this color.

It was fluttering amid the blossoms. I thought of you and our conversations about the butterfly metamorphosis. I thought of you going through your thyroid treatment. I thought of you learning lessons from what seems to be your wise guide now, the butterfly.

So, thinking of you I carefully observed what I was seeing in hopes I could share something of value with you. What I saw was a butterfly lightly fluttering with rapid wing movement while it's core body was still. It was a dance of wondrous balance between opposites - stillness and quick movement.

It seemed to be finding what it wanted in the blossoms but stayed with each only briefly, a few seconds at the most. It must have had considerable powers of focus and discrimination to make immediate choices and gather what it needed so quickly.

The wonder of it was that it could enter into the honeysuckle branches and flowers and continue fluttering in tight space between dense leaf structure with no difficulty or flight impairment. So, it could move freely in wide space, confined space and complex structures that combined both.

The butterfly was also at ease with the hummingbirds although they didn't seem to communicate directly. But they must have somehow because they didn't interfere with each other at the blossoms.

What this may mean to you I don't know. Maybe there's a metaphor in this story that is useful to you. All I know was that the butterfly was wonderful, that you are associated with the butterfly now in my mind, and that you are wonderful too.



Joanna Popppink, MFT
Los Angeles psychotherapist
author of Healing Your Hungry Heart: recovering from your eating disorder

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