If you have been reading my blog lately, you have noticed my new habit. First, walk around in spaciousness waiting for creatures to emerge. Next, try to interact with whoever shows up. Find appropriate photo and symbology. Conclude with the pairing of spirit animal and ” random poetry.” Random poetry is my process of going within and then placing my thumb in the page of a poetry book. I am really loving this new habit because the frequency and variety of creatures is really encouraging. It is so exciting to see what happens. I also enjoy the relationship of the nature walk with the poem. I liken it to dinner theater for the soul.
So Saturday I took the same route, moving slower because of the high heat and humidity. I take the attitude that every walk is a blessing, with or without a new creature. This last walk was such a treat! Butterflies are quite abundant in my neck of the woods. I love butterflies and am sad to confess that I captured a few as a child and was genuinely surprised whan they did not survive their captivity. I usually will spot a butterfly and hope it will come towards me or at least stay on a flower long enough to photograph. I have yet to take a photo. Perhaps this inability to get a butterfly shot is associated with my regrettable past as a butterfly thief. Anyway, Saturday was a whole new experience. I saw a gorgeous yellow and black butterfly with light blue markings on the bottom of the wings. It was larger than its peers and was in no hurry to move. It stayed in close proximity for a good 7 or 8 minutes and went from flower to flower as I watched. It looked like a Monarch with a lighter yellow color. I was without a camera so I stood there observing its markings for future reference. The bees were abundant but I wasn’t afraid. I was so pleased that the bees were ignoring me and I felt safe. In fact I felt better than safe. I felt at one with my surroundings. I was astounded that the butterfly was communing with me. Time froze as I aligned with the butterfly. Everything was in harmony.
I discovered that my friend is an Eastern tiger swallowtail butterfly. She is female as evidenced by the blue markings. When I identified the species as tiger swallowtail, I remembered my recent tiger and lion visions during meditation. I also thought about all the times I would notice a flight of swallows each morning on my way to work. Birds in flight bring me such peace.
When I researched the butterfly’s symbolic relevance, I came across this lovely WordPress post. According to Taniamarieartist,
Swallowtails are different in a number of anatomical traits from all other butterflies, most notably, their caterpillars possess a unique organ behind their heads, called the osmeterium. Not only are they diverse, visionary, and adventurers, but they are highly unique beings with an extra bit of brain power!
The post later describes this beautiful tattoo of a shape-shifting shaman:
Depicted is a Native American Indian shaman/medicine woman shape-shifting collectively as all of what she embodies and portrays, but remaining individually unique simultaneously. I created her to look somewhat lion-like in facial featuring, as well as brought in some of the deer power animal essence through her facial energy, which had been another aspect of this client’s guides. She wears feathers, perhaps of the eagle or owl in her hair (again more of her guides), entwined twigs and leaves of Mother Earth, and her caped shawl with lion main emerging reminds me almost of the furry bear garments of the Native American Indians (bear and lion both also guides). But the stand-out was the lion and he emerges from her heart and throat chakras –his main and her hair and shawl all merging and integrating, his face doubling as the curvature of her neck and breast, and as the support system of the shoulder area and upper body standing in strength.
At the solar plexus a lotus essence almost like ethereal fire, emerges atop the butterfly with energy integrating into the lion’s mane, her hair and shawl. The swallowtail at the lower 2 chakra areas being released and freeing its creative abundance and joyful breadth of life-giving. Her hands are embracing of letting go within the power of knowing all is within to work alchemy as the magician, shaman and medicine woman that she is. I see the depictions of all the elements here of earth, fire, air, water and spirit in symbolism.
Please check out this fascinating post for more detail. I was amazed to see some connection between her design and my recent meditative visions.
And now for some random poetry by Mirabai :
A GREAT YOGI
In my travels I spent time with a great yogi.
Once he said to me,
” Become so still you hear the blood flowing
through your veins.”
One night as I sat in quiet,
I seemed on the verge of entering a world inside so vast,
I know it is the source of
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for information about Mirabai: http://www.poemhunter.com/mirabai/
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