Feb 26 • 🌻General discussion
From Tattered Wings, She Rose 🦋
I live on property that has a locked gate on the driveway.
Usually, I back up, 3 point turn, and put my car in park while I open the gate.
But yesterday, I felt like opening the gate first for some reason.
Sometimes it doesn't want to stay open, and by the time I get to the gate its halfway closed, and I have to get out anyway to swing it open again.
I was walking down the driveway towards the gate, and saw this beauty on the gravel driveway.
A massive moth. To me they have always reminded me of my mom. The butterflies remind me of my grandmothers, but my mom is more 'moth' energy. She was always a little 'different'.
I thought it was dead. Wings covered in the dew. I reached down to scoop it up and perhaps preserve it.
To my surprise, she fluttered as few inches off the ground. And landed again. I realized, oh geez, its right in the path of where I back up to drive out my gate. So I tried again. And again. And again. Each time she fluttered a few inches and landed again.
And then finally, she rose, and flew a few feet away and landed in the grass. Safe from the path of my tires. And I smiled. 💗
Look at those tattered wings. You would think such a thing was past hope. But she flew. She lived another day. And I had listened to spirit to walk to the gate instead. Otherwise, I would have flattened her with my tires, and never had even known.
A reminder to be open to the nudge of spirit. What messages have you received like this? Where are you open to listening to spirit guiding you towards beauty?
I would love to know 💞
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