“Some how, monarchs are able, with much smaller brains than ours, to feel their own bodies, to read the weather and to instinctively feel where they are and where they are headed and how they should respond to the earth itself.”
Excerpt from the post: Butterfly Effect
(See link above to the blog, “what a shrink thinks”).
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We are all connected; To each other, biologically. To the earth, chemically. To the rest of the universe atomically.
― Neil deGrasse Tyson
Every late August /early September it comes, whether I like it or not.
As soon as the wind shifts, without any invitation at all.
In fact, when I resist or forget that it is arriving, it bursts in a rage, like some slighted and pissed of fairy-witch that spits curses, wreaks havoc, and grinds the whole works to a stop.
When I just remember to behave with grace when it knocks it becomes a respectful, polite, if somewhat impinging guest who is aware that their presence is inconvenient, and unavoidably disruptive, and their scheduled stay just a little too long.
When I am attuned, prepared and accepting, it brings with it quiet pleasures and relief.
As the earth under my feet cools, and draws the heat out…
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