Tuesday, September 6, 2011

The Little Things

A couple weeks ago, I was staying in Pennsylvania- and besides the usual splendor, I found all sorts of tiny miracles.

This was one of them. It hardly seems real that a gorgeous black and blue butterfly would let me pick it up, but it did.

And then it let me hold it for almost a minute.

I've always believed that if you catch a butterfly in the wild and let it go, it's better than any star you could wish upon. And I made a wish. Okay, you caught me, I made more than one. I always do.
I know it's silly- or superstitious. And really- like my little girl always says- "Dreams don't come true- I always dream I can fly."

But there is something significant about knowing what you want deep down in your heart. That dream, or wish is a way of acknowledging hope. Faith. And ultimately means work.

If you're like me, you've always worked for it, but it doesn't hurt to catch a butterfly.

And whether I have a good reason or not, I still wake up some mornings and believe that anything is possible. I don't know when, or how, but I know it is.

4 comments:

Farnsworth Family said...

What a great post! I think there's a dreamer in all of us that makes us believe what you said is true. And what a beautiful butterfly!

L.T. Elliot said...

That's a gorgeous woman with a gorgeous butterfly. And dreaming? Is always a beautiful thing. I'm dreaming right along with you and hoping for them to come true.

Laura said...

Thanks for stopping by. And yes, I'm an incurable dreamer...

Synergy Girl said...

I love that picture...sometimes catching a butterfly IS like reaching the impossible...I can't believe you found one so unique...and in Pennsylvania...did you happen to find a cottage?? Anything is possible...I believe it...