Life Secrets of the Butterfly, as told to her young

Fear and love feel the same when first you feel them.

Fear is like moving from a flame, Love is like flying into it.

Love will make you do things only a silly fool would do, but only if it is true love.

True love may appear to hurt, but it will never injure you.

It may stir the senses, but never leave you senseless.

True love will call you to places that you never knew existed.

True love is a stream that always runs in the driest times.

Beware the spider, true but the strongest web is woven by love.

Tease a spider and prevail – you are a -winner, taunt and lose – you become her dinner.

Your destiny is not only to love but to remind others that they too are loved.

There is nothing so easily caught as she who blindly flees.

The second taste of anything is never quite as sweet.

Our children fly over the same banks as the bee but see a different river.

Your children will not wait for you anymore than you waited for their grandparents.

The passage of time can be measured by counting the dying flowers or the opening buds.

Some see death in every life some see life in every death.

Your longest journey will begin the first time you go to say “I’m sorry.”

It is no matter how much beauty you possess, the morning glory will open only to the sun.

If you don’t remember who you are you will not know what you need.

The longer you wait the less sweet the nectar.

The mind always tastes things sweeter than the tongue.

Do not flail your wings aimlessly when you are in trouble.

It is a rule of Nature that all things must slow down in order to gain speed.

Quiet times are remembered longest.

In the sweetest times you will believe that you control the flowers, in truth their perfume and nectar compel you to do their bidding.

You are no freer to spurn them than you were free to stay inside cocoon.

In truth the sun does not rise the earth moves beneath it.

We ourselves are but simple things moving as surely in space reserved for us.

Jealousy is a thief that steals things that were not meant for you.

You cannot catch the wind by hiding under leaves.

You cannot undo that which is already done, you can only learn to do it better.

If you look closely enough you will see a flaw in every flower, but you will surely then be blind to the beauty of the garden.

You will expect more from your young than you produced yourself so you must be more forgiving of them.

You will never truly forgive others if you do not forgive yourself.

© 2008