My feet and my legs were tired, and I was wrapping up another day of eight hours of lecture with my graduate students. After almost 4 hours of Pathophysiology with my previous class, and four hours of Diagnostics in Primary Care with my higher level students, I am sure the students’ brains were fried. Slowly each student exited the room, as I gathered my belongings dreading the walk across the hot parking lot to my vehicle. However, before I could leave, my colleague who also happens to be the director of the program poked her head in the class room.

I was pleasantly surprised as she was definitely a positive end to a grueling day, and her smile made me smile. We engaged in small talk for a moment , but then she suddenly pointed out that there was a ginormous butterfly sitting on the window sill. Now, under any other circumstances there is nothing abnormal about a butterfly sitting on the window sill on a hot summer day in the South, but we were on the third floor of a very tall building.

Initially, it appeared as if the butterfly were not alive. It just sat there… still… but it’s colors were so beautiful that my colleague had to get a picture of it. She raced toward the window and began snapping pictures. I immediately joined her, and as I stood to her left side, it was as if the butterfly came to life. It clearly moved from her side of the window and clearly yet intentionally, re-perched itself directly in front of me as I leaned in closer to admire it as well. Suddenly, the creature began to feverishly flap it’s wings. It just wasn’t normal. It was like something out of a fairy tale.

“Oh my God!” I said to my friend. “What in the world? Do you think it’s trying to telling me something?”

At first she just stared. I think that that she was as surprised as I was. We both knew immediately that this encounter with nature on the third floor of the building was no coincidence. That amazing creature was  clearly trying to communicate with me. It was quite unnerving initially, because it went on for a minute, however, suddenly it appeared as if the butterfly knew he had accomplished what he came to do, and once again like something out of a fairy tale. He swirled away… yes I mean swirled! He flew in what appeared to be a beautiful figure eight and he was gone… again, it looked like something from Disney.

We both stood there for a moment.  “What the hell was that?” I asked with my potty mouth.
“I don’t know?” she replied, “but he definitely came here with a message just for you.”
“Did you get pictures?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied, “I’ll send them to you.”

I was in complete awe, and although she and I exited and did not speak of the encounter much more while leaving the building, I couldn’t wait to get home to look up what a butterfly encounter could mean. Honestly, this was the second strange encounter I had experienced with nature in past week. Only a week earlier, an Iris that I had planted twelve years ago, finally grew out of an old flower pot this year. I had not noticed it because another pot was obscuring the large bloom that had developed, but when I saw it, I was in awe and I immediately looked up the meaning that Iris’s can carry.

Just like the Iris, as soon as I arrived home, I looked up the meaning of butterflies and just like I thought. It could mean many things, but most of all– wonderful things. However, for the past month I have been studying and trying to follow the law of attraction. I have been trying to reach the highest and purest version of myself that I can be, and constantly working on emitting a constant state of positive energy. The growth of the Iris and now the visit from the butterfly are confirmation for me that everything is going to be okay and that God or the Universe, or whatever you believe ( I choose God) can sense the positive energy that I have been attempting to build in myself.

I have always had strange encounters like this happen in my life. It’s no wonder I am a fantasy writer, but these encounters are not fantasy… they are real… real life… my life… and for them, I know I am blessed. So I say to each of you, do not write off any unusual encounters with nature as coincidence. Just take a deep breath and connect because there is always a message waiting for you behind it all.

Be blessed,