Just A Butterfly

I did a lot of things today, but the most important was saving the life of a butterfly.

She had flown into my office and was anxiously trying to escape through the closed panes of a high window. She saw the sunlight and the trees outside and was urgently trying to get back outdoors. A large, beautiful Monarch, the more she crashed against the glass, the more furiously her wings beat, uselessly.

The open door was just below her, but in her fear she couldn’t see it. Her desperation to escape blinded her and no matter how hard she threw herself against the glass, or how fast and high her wings carried her, she was trapped.

How do you rescue a butterfly?

She was beyond my reach, and I had no net to swoop her to safety, or communication to assure her I could be trusted. I was certain I was about to watch helplessly as she beat her body endlessly against the window, and her wings started to slow in final defeat.

I used a broom and prayed she would cling to the brush, so I could gently lead her to safety. It worked for a moment, until her need to fight back kicked in and once again she fought aimlessly at the glass.

It took a step stool and a large plastic cup, and patience with a prayer to wait while she rested on the lip of the window to capture her for her own good. I held my hand at the opening of the cup and felt the frantic beating of her wings, hoping I wasn’t damaging her in the walk outside to her freedom. Pointing the cup upwards to aid in her flight, I moved my hand from its opening. And her wings, now useful once again, took her away from me.

I hope I never see her again.

Only from a distance.

Glorious and free, from the beating of her own wings.

21 thoughts on “Just A Butterfly

  1. That’s a saved little life… small, but important. Maybe it’s only a short lifespan, but it’s a beautiful and useful life, for nature, for flowers, plants, and for a smile in us humans. It might only have been a little effort for you. But it was important to you, that’s what the writing shows… and it sure was important to the butterfly. Well done.

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    • Thank you! I have lots of windows in my office with a very high ceiling. I also share the office with my dogs, who consider it their den and sleep there at nights, so I keep the sliding door open. Many times flying creatures, insects, bees, dragon flies, find their way through that open door and fly aimlessly around the office, looking for a way out. Unfortunately, most of them never escape and I find their remains on top of the high windowsills. Yesterday, this butterfly was lucky to have been trapped while I was sitting at my desk and working. I was very busy yesterday so at first the sound of beating wings was an annoyance. But when I looked up and saw this beautiful creature, I knew that I had to put my work away and try to do something. I was at a loss, though, as to what I could do. And then, it dawned on me that if I did nothing that creature was going to die. So, somehow, I figured out a way to try to save it. And it worked.

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  2. I loved this so much. One very hot day this week I went out and sprayed the tree trunks with cold water and turned the nozzle up towards the sky to give the leaves a drink as well. I told myself they were thankful, and who knows?

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    • Good for you, Linda. I like to think somehow they know and appreciate our help. There must be some kind of connection between us; maybe we don’t share a common language in words, but perhaps in kindness.


  3. I love that, Darlene


    From: Darlene Craviotto Reply-To: Darlene Craviotto Date: Tuesday, July 6, 2021 at 8:48 PM To: Lynne Pariseau Subject: [New post] Just A Butterfly

    darlenecraviotto posted: ” I did a lot of things today, but the most important was saving the life of a butterfly. She had flown into my office and was anxiously trying to escape through the closed panes of a high window. She saw the sunlight and the trees outside and was urge”

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    • Thanks, Cookie. I think I was annoyed at first that I had to stop my life to do something for this creature. But the longer it took me to figure out how to help her the more I felt connected to her, and desperate to save her. So, yeah, it really made me feel good – even if I had to stop my day to do it.


  4. Dear Darlene, so beautiful! And what an alllegory for us people – sometimes I feel like this butterfly and don’t understand what I’m doing wrong… Not giving up is a good habit, but take a break and look for another possibility could be critical as well.

    Hope next time I’m a butterfly, they will be a loving hand close by to show me the right way ๐Ÿ™‚

    Thank you for this article, hope you and your family going well.

    Hugs and loving from Berlin,

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      • Hi Julia – it’s so good to see you, if only virtually. I hope all is going well for you and yours. Are you doing any theater? Keep me posted, I’d love to know what you’re up to. I love what you wrote about the butterfly – we are “simpatico” souls.

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      • ๐Ÿ˜ definitely!
        I’m playing from the August 30th till the September 12th my theater play about Asta Nielsen.

        The last 3 weeks were full with online Business Theater (role plays about negotiating and influencing, dirty tricks) .

        Twice a week I’m giving 1 to 1 Voice Coaching and hope I’ll have more of that soon.

        I’m also officially the Russian Voice of a Turkish Mediation App “Inner Joy” – pretty funny…

        Oh, and I’m blogging as well! There’s one article in English as well – in case your interested…๐Ÿค—

        How is life in America?
        How are your grandchildren?

        So happy we are still in touch…. looking forward to read from you,



      • Wow, you are so busy!!! Thatโ€™s wonderful, Julia. I love that youโ€™re a voice in an app. And please tell me where I can find your blog. I would love to read what youโ€™ve written.

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