Insect Visitation, Sayulita, Mexico

meditationMost things will never happen, this will:

Like a fairy dancing on my mouth, if one can imagine such things, the orange and black butterfly alighted on my closed upper lip, kissing me with her delicate antennae. Yes, this happened, on Valentine’s Day, sitting outside for dinner at Café Casa del Chile Relleno, Sayulita, Mexico. I had just taken a sip of red wine, and there she was, alighting on my lips. It tickled. I tried not to laugh or move so Kayce S. Hughlett could snap a pic, but I just couldn’t sit still. I giggled and she gently flew off with the warm night breeze.

When I close my eyes, I can still feel her there.  Because I like to pay attention to these things, here’s the conversation she had with me:

‘I am a divine messenger of joy, life, metamorphosis and change. I have much wisdom to impart. You are loved and cherished. When you wonder how to be in the midst of the weight of this world, remember this, this kiss upon your lips. The delicate lightness of my being solely imparting to you my flight, my strength, in the midst of change. Carry the memory of my visitation with you when your soul becomes weary.’ “Awe is the salve that will heal our eyes.” Rumi

prayingmantisMost things will never happen, this will:

A praying mantis paused in stillness on my left hand. I had gotten up from lounging by the pool at Haramara on yoga retreat with 8 limbs yoga, when I noticed the light brown insect standing tall on my left hand. Well hello there, I said inside my head, while then wondering if it was a ‘biting’ bug. She looked at me, tilting her wise, yet infinitely small angular head this way and that, stretching one long limb at a time while she perched on my hand. She was light as a feather and I could barely feel her presence as she slowly began to crawl up my arm.

A few days later, a much larger, green praying mantis decided to perch itself atop Kayce’s hat, on the crown of her head. It was that the same morning our yoga practice had focused on our crown chakra.  ‘Pay attention,’ my inner wisdom sang.

“Praying mantis comes to us when we need peace, quiet and calm in our lives.” Spirit animal. “She is an ambassador from the animal kingdom giving testimony to the benefits of meditation and calming our minds.”

Praying mantis and I have much to ponder. Here’s what she said:

‘Alive to the wisdom of the earth. Grounded on what some would perceive as spindly stick legs. Subtle enough to “hear a tree breathe.”  Unfurling my lanky limbs slowly, patiently, time is fluid. The vastness of the universe, boundless. Sink into the womb of the earth. Alive to the wisdom of the earth.’

scorpionMost things will never happen, this will:

A scorpion was resting on the pink cloth hand towel in the yoga shala. Other towels had been removed from before her spot. Yet, there she was, waiting. She was small and meant me no harm. “If scorpion has scrambled across your path, you are being asked to remove and cut out those things in your life that no longer serve you.” Spirit Animal

Scorpion had this to say:

‘Often people see me as a harbinger of death and miss the subtleties of my visitation. I am asking you to take time to ponder what you may need to say goodbye to, to shed, that there may be new life. I am here to remind you of the continual evolution of your soul. Again, a call to stillness and meditation. No need to fear.’

I am paying attention to my insect visitations. I had a beetle land on my nose in Bali and wrote about that here: Holy Water Ubud Bali. Insects are inviting me into conversation. Poems and stories are forming in my imagination. sunsetharamara

 

 

“become subtle enough to hear a tree breathe” is from John O’Donahue, To Bless the Space Between Us, Axioms for Wildness.

Thank you to Jen Louden for the writing prompt: ‘most things will never happen, this will:’

 

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