Whether you realize it or not; everyday is a lived participation in something ancient and ongoing, but rarely is this true for the same reasons from one day to the next.
Life was meant to be experienced, and experiences: unique.
Today’s magic for me came in the form of metamorphosis.
Yesterday while taking care of a dogwood with dead limbs I found a chrysalis.
It was on a dead branch whose fate was a bonfire, and I couldn’t bring myself to let the chrysalis’ be the same.
I carried the twig with me for the rest of the day because of scant adequate places to put the chrysalis.
I had suspected it was in the latter stages, though it didn’t look like the monarchs I was used to (smaller with a unique dorsal fin).
This morning when I woke up a BEAUTIFUL butterfly had emerged and I got to give it back to the world who blessed me with it and it will continue its life cycle while touching countless other lifecycles, just like mine.
One day I may forget, but that moment happened, it was mine, I gave it back to the world, and it was as real as real gets.
If you set your mind towards your best “butterfly” self you can achieve a similar hidden factory of radical reorganization in your mind.
Maybe it won’t be new wings, but don’t underestimate changing your priorities if you are not on the path to your best self, it’s okay to climb the ladder…just make sure you’re on the right wall.
All life on earth is connected, we are the earth we walk on: life and thoughts are older than humans.
Many people see the connection: we are what we eat, but it goes even deeper: if you can’t get behind protecting our pollinators maybe you can get behind having food you can afford.
Don’t look at the current big picture look at the small one right in front of you, no matter what you believe: that moment was meant for you and will always be yours.
Focus on the miniature regenerative relationships you actually have control of (it’s more empowering than you’d expect) even something as simple as: notice, protect briefly, release freely so the magic multiplies beyond you.
You cannot hoard life or lived experiences: you can hinder or complete the cycle: the latter being inevitable.
When you find yourself in that momentary alignment with the creative unfolding of life itself: BASK IN IT.
I’m beginning to think that’s the point of all this.
In a world of extraction; a tiny sacrament’s non-extraction has an asymmetric impact.
Wonder doesn’t have to stipulate possession, life and beauty are relational, sometimes pure enjoyment is completely sufficient.
Not everything has to stick, you can let it pass through you: what was, then wasn’t.
I believe and think most would agree: Human’s are meant to be witness-guardians of the earth and life itself.
I have been given wonder; therefore I will help wonder continue.
Thank you for your time, I know this isn’t exactly a bitcoin post, but it felt like it was, maybe you felt it too.
