Leather Bound Butterfly

I've always admired Oprah, and anybody else, for that matter, who has been able to consistently keep a journal for long periods of time.

I have had quite an interesting journey, and thought I would be nice to go back down memory lane from time to time and note my progress, or lack thereof in several different areas of my life. About a year ago, I decided, for the millionth time, that I would keep a journal again; clearly not an easy task for someone born without the gene for consistency. This past January I went to Barnes and Nobles and a beautiful book caught my eye. It was an ocean blue leather bound journal with butterflies etched into the cover. For whatever reason, ever since I purchased that book I've been able to consistently keep a journal in which I write whenever I am inspired, and I am very pleased with the results.

An Ocean Blue Leather Bound Butterfly is an interesting metaphor for my life.

Leather is a beautiful material. Of course it used to be a cow, and the tanning process is not so nice. But once its complete, it yields a fabric that is beautiful, luxurious, tough, flexible, and stylish. Anything that is leather bound is instantly more valuable, more protected, more beautiful, and more respected.

A butterfly is a beautiful creature. It is a great representative of humanity. We are all always slowly but surely morphing into something more beautiful, even when others can not see this. Even when we ourselves can not see it, because we have not learned to broaden or change our lenses from time to time, we are always changing and moving closer to the Most High. But when we finally do spread our wings and fly, everyone delights.

The ocean has so many different characteristics. It is both deep and shallow, passive and aggressive, light and dark, fiesty and serene, and lovely and scary at the same time. No wonder people say the ocean is a woman. Ultimately, the ocean is connected to all of us. It is the reason why our tears are made of salt water. The ocean can see this connection at all times, even when we can't. We must respect the ocean. We will learn one way or the other.

Those that know me know that there is always something going on in my life or in my head worthy of a best selling novel. I love insight, information, debate, reflection, wisdom, and above all else, humor.

Recently, I shared some of what I wrote in my journals and the reaction inspired me to start this blog...

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Love/Gratitude,
Dawn