the grand scale of things

To officially celebrate aging a number, I ended up spending a morning at the Chicago Botanical Gardens.  Excellent, for numerous reasons.  But the extra oomph and celebration came in the form of one current exhibition, their Butterflies & Blooms.

Think fairy gardens and other sacred spaces.  Think wonder and mystery, marvels and beauty.    Before entering, a guide hands you a laminated photo guide and instructions to stand very near the door, to watch your feet.  Because,

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and

DSC00235or, you know, DSC00205DSC00240It’s no exaggeration.  Upon entering, every human occupant is either frozen in a pointing position, or still as statues with their cameras quivering.  Around us all fly hundreds of butterflies.  They hover above, perch on blooms, flutter at each other, or pause for a snack.

DSC00197By the entrance you can hear the guides repeat themselves.  “It’s good luck if one lands on you,” they call out.

In the Philippines there is a belief that butterflies are the spirits of loved ones passed.  When my grandfather, Lolo Daddy, died, I remember being in the Philippines for his funeral.  For a week the family had held somewhat celebratory wakes, followed by a somber burial.  When the ceremonies were done, all guests gone, my exhausted family lay scattered in the heat, taking refuge under shades of trees and porches.  And, I remember this — on this scene, a butterfly suddenly appeared.  It floated in our midst, and seemed to pass from member to member.  From my aunt smoking on the porch to an uncle reflectively lifting a San Mig to his lips, each of my relatives simultaneously lifted their gaze.  “Hiiiii dad,” they said in a chorus.

They say the average lifespan of a winged adult is about two weeks.  To think, to share a few minutes of the 336 hours in a butterfly’s fleeting existence!  To think, we are all butterflies on this grand scale of things.

This year, I have very high hopes for what I’d like to accomplish.  I’ve mapped the steps I need to take, the moves I have to make, I’ve drawn scales.  And still, I want to remember how important time is to everyone.  How important life is when you live it.  And I want to do something about it.  And I want to love everyone I know a little bit more.

 

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “the grand scale of things

  1. E: You keep getting better and better at this. It is fun watching you develop into a really outstanding writer. Now, the challenge is getting a better audience to discover your talents and charm.
    Ryan

    • always awesome to find you reading this. thank you, thank you. and you are right – if only we can find out where to mine a ready audience from. hopefully we can find them this year!

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