Well, it has been a very long summer.
Personally it has not been an easy one. We had two deaths in the family, our spring dried up for five weeks, and the black dog returned to my side.
But nothing stays the same – that is life’s one certainty, and we grieve and continue, the rain returns and the aquifers fill, and the black dog shakes and goes back to his basket for a while.
What better way to blog again than with showing you a butterfly that symbolises hope, change, freedom and joy. In this case it also manifests the deeper symbolic reference of transformation of the soul, because this butterfly is being sent to the Holocaust Museum Huston who are hosting The Butterfly Project which asks for 1,500,000 butterflies to be made and sent to them to commemorate each of the children who died in the holocaust.
If you feel like a sob – read the poem that resonates the spirit of the project .
I am indebted to Frieda for the news of this project. She is always an inspiration and I cannot recommend too highly a visit to her blog.