Art
Butterflies
hese butterflies were in answer to my niece's love for them. I wanted to create a special gift for her.
Butterflies for CJ by Allison L. Williams Hill
I looked at many images to determine what I wanted to use. I also thought of creating my own hybrids...and did.
While working this, I thought of my experience in the British Virgin Islands when butterflies ruled our site. The caterpillars were all over the property. Their numbers were not noticeable...until a lot of the same kind of caterpillars began increasing that it became difficult to ignore them.
A Lesson from Nature
from the Butterflies
I attended the American Society of Dowsers Convention in Vermont several
years ago where I was introduced to a number of ideas. One of which was
in the book Divining the Primal Sense. I do not remember the author's
name. It discussed how animals and insects use energy.
One year,
many caterpillars appeared. Then these brown things with a sinewy thread
like spider web silk began appearing all over the railings; on the
Black Locust tree; the side of the house; on the trellis, and even in
our clothes I hung on the line. They prepared chrysalises all over the
place. I did not realize the caterpillars created them and started
sweeping them off the trellis.
A disembodied voice said, "Turn
around." I did and saw a butterfly emerge from a chrysalis. I was
stunned and marveled at what I witnessed. It may sound silly, but I was
amazed and delighted in seeing that butterfly emerge. I watched as it
continue and wait, and never swept them off again. After many emerged,
they began eating the Black Locust leaves until only a few on this old,
large individual were left. That book came to mind and I wished I had a
camera to document it all.
Many, many butterflies stayed on the
tree and kept beating their wings creating a soft vibrating sound that I
could actually hear. Those small wings were making the vibrations. All
of the wings were moving together. I have no proof but I was sure they
were the reason the tree grew all of its new leaves as quickly as it
did. When the leaves grew past budding, the butterflies left. That
happened in 1997 or 1998 and hadn't happened since.
The foliage of the Black Locust tree. We attached one end of the clothes line and hung laundry. The caterpillars populated this area.
We left the British Virgin Islands in 2011. As much as I would have liked to see the event with the butterflies happen again, it did not. It was an amazing thing. To this day, I am still grateful that I was in the right place at the right time to witness an amazing thing in the silence of Nature. But as Spirit says, don't get caught up in the awesomeness. The experience is to be absorbed, even if understanding escapes us, but it moves on to make room for more.
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