I’ve always been intrigued by the presence of butterflies, and native mythologies and cultural beliefs astounding me. I recently lost my father, and had a dream which metaphorically meant I’m ready to move on. In the waking hours that followed, I was woken by my mother who said she had just saved this butterfly… this butterfly gave me time to capture its presence, and I felt this was, in itself, a message in a metaphorical sense – ‘I’m ready.’
Throughout Cultural beliefs and Native mythology, butterflies are known to be a symbol of resurrection, hope, joy, and new beginnings. A rebirth and a transformation of change: meaning out with the old and in with the new. They are honoured as a symbol of transformation because of its impressive process of metamorphosis, represented through the four stages of development:
First – the egg.
Second – the larva.
Third – the chrysalis.
Forth – the butterfly.
In Greek mythology, butterflies are linked to the human soul. They also considered butterflies as the souls of those who had passed away. Reference to an Irish saying that refers to the symbolic meaning of butterflies: “Butterflies are souls of the dead waiting to pass through purgatory”. So, to round off this analogy, we can observe the grace and eloquence of the butterfly and realize that our journey in life is our only guarantee. ‘Our responsibility to make our way in faith, accept the change that comes, and emerge from our transitions as brilliantly as the butterfly.’
What I love about this butterfly, is even with a partial broken wing and lost antenna, it’s still beautiful in every way. Still has the courage to live on. I feel some people of today could learn and possibly change if needs be, if they understood the analogy of the butterfly.