Memos From The Universe

One of my favorite words :)

Fairies at the cash register

Waiting for my cafe mocha – look there’s the tip jar

Not months, but moments

I tried to do this screen shot via Picnik on the desktop but it would not take the shot, so here’s the iPhone version.

"Just living is not enough," said the butterfly. "One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower." – Hans Christian Andersen

I have sunshine; I live in Florida! I have freedom; not tethered much by occupation these days. A little flower? That’s the stuff that feeds me, I guess. Nectar for the tummy, beauty for the soul. I don’t have to look far for it. Love, actually, IS all around.

The desktop had a second quote that accompanied the photo:

"The butterfly counts not months but moments." – Rabindranath Tagore

We are human, not butterflies with a limited lifespan. Butterflies have the luxury-by-necessity of counting only moments, of focusing only upon that which is essential, because there’s really nothing else they can do. Butterflies have it easy. We, on the other hand, are faced with seemingly limitless possibilities. It’s scary- hard to navigate such a world.

Perhaps the point is to take a to take a time-out now and again from believing in the vastness of our human existence. Suspend that belief, and instead get down to the essential business of feeding on a little flower. Not for months, but just for a moment.

She sells sea shells

Last night, part of a dream included finding a Venus ray on the beach. I can still see my own hand reaching out to pick it up.

Today I downloaded a Florida-specific Audubon guide for the iPhone and what do we see in the lower left of the attached screen shot? Yeah, a Venus ray.

I should probably join Audubon.