Recently featured in an airline magazine was a beautifully written article about the migration of monarch butterflies and their winter resting place - a forest in the Michoacan summit of Mexico.
The author and naturalist ended the story of the butterflies remarkable sojourn by telling how his guide had found a female drowning in a puddle, weak and freezing. The native guide held her in his hand to provide warmth and began feeding the winged beauty by squeezing nectar from a flower into her mouth.
"She could smell it," he recalled.
The butterfly drank the contents of four flowers, regained her strength and flittered away.
I thought, "That's what we offer when we love something or someone as much as this guide loved butterflies. We offer sustenance/fuel for the experience of life."
Every single one of us can recall times when we felt as though we were drowning in the effects of our earthly world.
I pray we become a society that can equally recall those times when angels among us cared enough to hold us in the light of truth, warm our hearts with compassion, and were patient in feeding us the right amount of guidance to get us back on a conscious path.
Perhaps no greater act can ever come close to matching the life giving force of love than our taking the time to express appreciation for it.
Love defies the boundaries of definition. Just as teaching doesn't build a fire, love cannot be explained or taught through fancy texts or the stringing together of words. Love will only be understood through expression and experience.
At this time of holiday gift-giving and recognition, why not take the time to let those who have been those merciful angels in your life know how you feel.
Take the time to cradle and nurture the people and things you love with deliberate action and care. In so doing, you become a catalyst in helping one another strengthen and rediscover our wings.
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