Being Patient for Diving Timing



This past Saturday my husband and I went to the butterfly show at Krohn’s Conservatory. My husband is a magnet for butterflies. Every year one or two of them land on Nathan. I believe part of this in the grounded and loving energy I know surrounds him in his aura. Lately, I tend to have more of yellow aura which normally means babies and animals love me. There is so much going on in the large room where the butterflies fly around freely. Some of the butterflies stay back on the feeding trays far away from the crowd, some fly around overhead and others fly from flower to flower. The latter of the butterflies are normally subjected to children trying to catch them in a rough fashion. Sometimes, I question where their parents are since no one should be rough with butterflies because their wings will tear.


My husband and I walked around the room to take in the sites. When we first walked in he had one land on his belly and the second landed on his head about half way through the room. My husband is very tall so I joked that perhaps the butterfly needed a rest while flying from one end of the room to the other end and wanted to take a rest on Nathan’s head since he was a great option. Nathan and I sat on one of the room’s retaining walls while I patiently waited for a butterfly.


I have had butterflies land on me before. In hindsight, the funniest time was when I had one land on my hip. I didn’t even get a good look at it. A grown man who should have know better than the violate my personal space by touching my hip with the butterfly “catching” card they give you when you first enter the room. It all happened so fast, but I know I gave him an angry look like “What the f*** are you doing touching me?” and then immediately I silently looked to Nathan like “Do you just see this man touch my hip?” and then angrily looked back to the man. The man quickly blurted out, “You had one on your hip,” and ghosted. I am only 5’10” but my husband is 6’4″ so since this man was shorter than me, leaving was in his best interests. At the time, I was angry that some grown man didn’t have better sense than to ask before trying to take a butterfly that was just a little too close to my butt. I am not just a tree or a flower in the environment of the show, I have feelings and I don’t really want strangers touching my gluteal region. In hindsight, I can laugh about how quickly the guy ghosted though.


One year, I had one land on my hair. Another year, I had a butterfly land on my the leg of my dark brown pants. We joked that the butterfly may have thought I was a tree since he stayed such a long time. I have had one land on my bare arm before. I didn’t really like the way it felt since the bottom of their feet are quite rough and the feeling took me by surprise. So this year, I sat there on the retaining wall praying for a butterfly to come to me in a way that I would be comfortable with so I could get a good look at it. I offered that we could leave to my husband. I was not sure how long it would take, but I knew that one would come to me. Nathan, being the saintly husband he is, said he was fine waiting. A little girl walking up to me and offered to give me the butterfly on her finger. She told me that someone had been rough with this one so the wings were damaged. I thanked the little girl and she walked away. I have always been one to express my emotions. I was so grateful and happy that tears welled up in eyes. I knew that my prayer had been answered to the “t”. I received the butterfly in a way that I was comfortable with and the butterfly stayed for a long time so I could get a good look at it. I just had to wait for the divine timing of it all to unfold. I silently thanked the butterfly for sharing itself with me. When I was ready to go, I prayed for guidance on what to do with the butterfly. Should I put it on a nectar feeding as far from the crowd as I could reach or hand the butterfly to someone else. In no time at all, another little girl walked by with her mother and he looked disappointed that she had not had any luck getting a butterfly. I offered her my butterfly and she took the butterfly once she was reassured by her mom that it was ok. I was glad to see her face light up with a smile. Once her brother saw that she had a butterfly he wanted a turn too. I knew this little butterfly was going to give a lot of people smiles that day.

Eva Borho, M.A., L.M.T, Owner-Operator of Ascension Holistic Healing and Holy Fire Reiki Master Teacher



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