Leaning into Uncertainty, with an open heart.

A Billion Beautiful Butterflies
While I lay there motionless, a billion butterflies took off from my field, their two billion pairs of gentle wings cracked a windstorm into my painstakingly manicured landscape, and with them they steadily carried away the shattering pieces of my perfectly planned life. A billion beautiful butterflies, determined in their kind mercifulness to scatter unwelcome possibilities into a still arriving time. I didn’t see them. I didn’t hear them. I didn’t know of them; but I was poised to hate them, my unrelenting child already futilely chasing after them with a swatter.