Butterflies always seem to appear out of nowhere.

Softly, almost awkwardly, flitting about.

Suggest light hearted intentions with only the hint of a plan.

Dreaming instincts.

Butterflies imply a soft breezy caress.

Remind us of childhood.

Remind us of loved ones who no longer take space in this realm.

Ethereal wings lift them up and make music of flight patterns.

These tender beings charm me into pause and presence.