Moonstruck

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Brother Butterfly ><

Did that white butterfly make a sound or is it my imagination? It did not sound like one would imagine a butterfly sounds. It was a clacking in two or three beats not a delicate melodic sound. It happened lightening fast in harmony with the surrounding natural sounds. The chirping birds broadcast their news of the moment as the rustling trees sway in the breeze reminding me of the sound of ocean waves.

The bouncing butterfly flutters toward the marigolds, near the sprawling, stirring dog, Jax, who is stretching on his back and rolling across a rug. The wind chimes gently and the daily spiritual meditation encourages me to "orbit around the sun" a beautiful metaphor for staying in the light and keeping The Holy Spirit on my radar.

I give thanks for countless blessings, angels among us, the presence of divine intercessors and whispers from heaven. Thank you for strength and peace, comfort, joy and the people, pets, places and things appointed to be part of my life.

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