Rainbows… yes, I’ve always loved rainbows. Double rainbows have a special significance to me, for reasons that I’ll probably save for some future blog post. As long as he/she doesn’t run into the car, a deer unexpectedly crossing my path will always bring an appreciative smile to my face. Sometimes little bunnies have a way of showing up to seemingly make an effort of saying hello. There appears to be countless examples of small, perhaps even mundane moments that serve to inspire meaning for those who have developed an eye for these kind of things.
Count me in as one of those people…
My latest example occurred this past Saturday at around 4pm.
My brothers had organized another yearly trip to Cooperstown for three days and nights of good-natured ribbing and sports-watching. At one point they went their separate ways for a bit of shopping and I found myself sitting on an empty bench, reveling in the sun and giving my soon-to-be-repaired torn meniscus a much-needed break. Leaning back and allowing a fresh breeze to caress my face, deep relaxation was beginning to be felt over my entire body.
And then, almost as if on cue, a lovely monarch butterfly flew into the picture.
“Hey, little buddy,” I found myself whispering. “How are you doing?”
At first my new friend continued on its path, fluttering away out of eyesight. But within a second or two, she had returned.
She was soon once again circling around me, careful not to disappear out of eyesight a second time.
“Well, yes - it really is a beautiful afternoon, isn't it?”
This beautiful creature appeared to have no intention of leaving. At one point she landed on the ground by my feet, allowing me to take her picture.
“Yes, my brothers will be here soon, but as of right now it’s just you and me!”
She was soon fluttering around again, nearly tapping me on the shoulder a couple of times. My soft voice seemed to have a calming effect on her. And then, unbelievably, she landed softly on my forearm, where she rested for a surprisingly long amount of time. We had now completely connected.
I so wanted to take one more picture but knew that any movement from me at all would likely end this brief encounter. So we simply sat back in silence together.
And yes - I was soon united with my brothers and this unexpected moment was over.
Of course, I was appreciative of how the universe seemed to be smiling in my direction in this unusual way. And what could this friendly and positive omen possibly mean? Perhaps this was the encouragement I needed to know my knee would soon be all right again. Or that my upcoming NYC obligations - that never-ending lawsuit, our annual co-op shareholder meeting, my bartending jobs, getting my apartment back in order - were all going to end well. Or that - yes, Kamala Harris was definitely going to breeze her way to the White House by winning ALL of the battleground states, which has been my prediction for some time now. The world was destined to once again be all right…
Or, maybe, this was simply a reminder to appreciate each little surprising moment that occasionally graces our lives in the least expected way.
My brothers and I had a great weekend, by the way.
I had a feeling this would be the case.
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