Morning Musing for Today-8/10/2012

I see a butterfly with a crumbled wing.  The creature sits on a rose-bush as rain falls around it.  I can feel the moisture soothing and healing the tightness of the injured wing.  As it brings life to the rose, it also brings life to the butterfly.  When the sun comes out and the rain drops evaporate, the butterfly’s wings are whole.

Transformation and birth are not easy processes.  Perhaps if they were too easy, we would not develop the strength we need to survive. Today, I will be patient and nurture that in me which hasn’t completed its development.  I will remember that when the sun returns, my wings will be whole and I will be able to fly.

I pray it is so, and so it is…