So I have this ridiculous obsession with butterflies. I really don't know when it all began or why but it has since permeated my life to once-thought inpenetrable depths. It is this obsession that led to the name self propelled flowers because that's what butterflies are, self propelled flowers. (I got this idea from a quote I once saw but can't remember who said it.)
I do feel the need to say that I am not one of those women that get a butterfly tatooed on the small of their back--I try not to be a cliche. (Not that there is anything wrong with that-it just isn't my style.) The whole thing annoys me because I would like to get a butterfly tattoo but I feel like no matter what length I go to to make it original, it still won't be somehow. I'm not obsessed with butterflies because they are pretty or simply because they must go through changes to become beautiful (top two reasons why girls get butterfly tattoos) but because I feel that there is something in their existence that could teach the human race a little something. Butterflies only live for a few hours after emerging from their chrysalis and spreading their newly grown wings and during this short time span, they must maintain a delicate balance of dust on their wings. If this dust is disturbed, their life is becomes infinitely shorter. That's why, in the off-chance that you actually are able to touch a butterfly, it will fly away from you lopsided and ultimately will die earlier that would have previously.
What's the point of all this, you ask? I don't really know. I think the butterfly's delicate balancing trick is analogous to human beings. Sometimes, in life, we are touched by something that forever changes us, making us go lopsided. To regain our balance, we either must find strength within ourselves to stand up straight or be helped by another.
This may sound like religious talk to some but it definitely isn't. I have always had trouble coming to terms with religion, even when I was a young child at vacation bible school. I have serious, unalterable issues with putting faith in things outside myself and few other tangible things. I guess its a trust issue, caused by one of those things that touched my life and made me fly lopsided. I don't think I will ever fly straight because of it, never fully able to trust in others the way I used to as a child but at least I am still flying.
