We all are “Butterflies” on one level or another.Some have been equipped with strong wings that can withstand life’s storms that at times rage out of control. Bringing with it the boisterous thunder that somehow invades our solitude…the quiet places that we keep hidden from judgmental eyes and opinions of the “Perfect” ones. Those “Butterflies” are armored with the shields of astuteness, as well as perspective.They know that regardless of storms, or other so-called obstacles .They decide what paths define their journeys.However you have the fragile “Butterflies” that have been tossed ,trampled on so much that their wings need healing. They are faced with self hatred . They refuse to fly. They isolated themselves quivering as the storms of life engulf them effortlessly. Always feeling as if they are all alone in the abyss that somehow has become their lives.These ” Butterflies have forgotten what exhilaration one experiences as they soar through the sun’s warmth and radiant light . They have forgotten that it does not rain forever. ( The sun always eventually comes back out! ) My hopes are to use this media to share wisdom…humor…tears…honesty (Even if it’s not always politically correct)…perspective. I want to present journeys that perhaps may make you reevaluate how you approach different situations.Perhaps change how you approach, as well as treat other “Butterflies”. I am not looking for approval or adoration on any level . In presenting the dark side as well as the more brighter sides of different journeys that I have encountered . Perhaps I can provide something positive to the universe in which I currently reside. No two “Butterflies” travel the exact same paths ,or serve the same higher power . That’s fine…it’s as it should be. We all have something to contribute to this journey that we call “life”. This is one of my contributions.
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