Saturday, January 9, 2010

Butterfly in the Sky

A few days before Christmas I made one of my regular trips to visit Janessa’s grave. It was after an appointment of mine so I was actually childless for the moment. I usually have my niece with me or my son & most of the time both when I visit her. I enjoy it when I have a few moments to go by myself.

A friend of mine had dropped off a lovely plant for her.



I cleaned her plot up a bit & took a few moments to spend with her. I talked to her & apologized like I do every single time I am there. I thought to myself at her grave how I have not seen or felt any signs lately & silently wished for one. The temp was bitterly cold so my visit was cut short.

While I was driving home my mind was going a mile a minute like every other time I am alone in the car. Something caught my eye & I looked up to the sky. It was colored in a beautiful shade of purple & pink.


Then I noticed it. A pretty butterfly in the clouds.



Thank you Janessa. I needed this sweet angel.

A butterfly is the #1 symbol used in the death of a child.

Butterfly: The soul, although quite rare, it is occasionally seen on graves (most often of children). It is symbolic of the resurrection of Christ. The meaning is derived from the three stages of the life of the butterfly; the caterpillar, the chrysalis, and the butterfly. The three stages are symbols of life, death and resurrection. Short-life.

In the 1600s, in Ireland, killing a white butterfly was prohibited since it was believed to be the soul of a dead child.

I took that picture over the street I grew up on. I only live a few streets away now and pass by daily. That fact is somewhat amazing to me. Growing up I would lay in the grass with some of the girls I grew up there with & stare into the sky for hours. We would watch the clouds roll by & say what we thought each cloud looked like. Those childhood memories I hold so dear to my heart. Those were amazing times for me…a true childhood.

If only I could go back to those innocent times. To be able to breathe so freely again & feel so blissfully happy. To be able to stare up into the sky & only see the beauty in it. To feel the sense of joy in my soul that it once brought me. Now I look up & wonder where my baby girl is and what she is doing and feel the sting of pain.

"A butterfly lights beside us, like a sunbeam. For a brief moment it's glory and beauty belong to our world. Then it flies on again, and although we wish it could have stayed we are so thankful to have seen it at all"

Read about previous signs Janessa has sent me here: Precious Signs

10 comments:

Kelli with Love said...

Oh, I just got chills a thousand times over reading this post. I am so glad she showed you a butterfly in the clouds. I saw it right away also!

Kim Golinski said...

Mal - Those are some amazing pictures you captured! I do see the butterfly!

Also, I went yesterday night and it was too dark, I wanted too look at the edge of the woods to see if maybe the plant blew away. It was late when I was there. Im pretty surprised I didnt get in trouble for being there so late and in the dark, but next week sometime I will go when its lighter out and look.

Hope you are well.

Elizabeth said...

How wonderful it must have been to see the butterfly in the cloud. Beautiful pictures. *hugs*

Jill said...

It sure looks like a butterfly to me! Janessa must have sent that to you. xo

Once A Mother said...

i am just furious that someone would take things off of her grave. that is dispicable. is there any way to report it to the police or the church that cares for the cemetery? or to walk the cemetery and see if someone has placed it on another grave. I am just so angry about this. to do this to a baby's grave....!@#$%^&

On a lighter note, that butterfly siting gave me absolute chills. It is as if she was saying "don't be upset about the plant momma, here is something beautiful for us to share that no one can take away."

Thinking of and remembering Janessa always...

Peace xx

The Blue Sparrow said...

OMG I got a sparrow in the clouds days after loosing Bryston and then it seemed like everytime I looked up one was there. I truely believe these are our angels way of saying hello, and Im okay. Im so glad you got your butterfly! *HUGS*

Franchesca Cox said...

Malory, I saw the butterfly too. The other picture is just gorgeous. I love the colors, definitely a gift from your baby girl.

I wonder sometimes if God lets our babies watercolor on the clouds... hmmm... or fingerpaint! :)

Mary said...

I saw the butterfly right away. The colors are perfect coming from a little girl.

Betty said...

that sucks that someone stole the plant...people can be so rude sometimes.

The sunset is just beautiful. I see a couple pf things...lol. a butterfly and angel or a heart.

xoxo

Jessica said...

I can't believe someone would steal something off of a baby's grave. How rude and inconsiderate that is.

I did see the butterfly right away although I can see how someone could see an angel....it amazes me how blind some people are...not just to what is right there in front of them, but spiritually what is really going on.

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