The Monarch Butterflies

When I found out we had to move our ‘stuff’ out of the storage area, it felt very challenging but repairs had to be made. These were boxes of belongings we had accumulated throughout the decades – before, during, and after we journeyed from country to country and coast to coast. I almost had a panic attack when I saw the floor-to-ceiling boxes. We only had a day to think about it before taking action.

Sometimes the best decisions are made for us when there is no other option. Thanks to CK, my better half, with his calmness and quick thinking, he planned a workable strategy and we proceeded with the seemingly tough job! In my heart, I asked our son for help. Seven years ago, Leo, our only child, transitioned back to the Spirit realm at age 19. He’d always been the one to help his dad. I know he still does; he helps us both.

In the short time we had that morning, we made a lot of swift decisions and disposed of many items without emotional attachment. We knew we had to check out some boxes that were marked “Personal Effects.” I remember it was exactly 11:11 when we brought those few remaining boxes into our home. The next day, CK randomly opened up the first box among all the others.  Inside these boxes were years of memories that made up our entire lives together. We wanted to make sure that all of our family pictures with Leo stayed with us. They are too precious!

Later that day, my husband showed me what he found in that first box, a beautiful piece of artwork with 11 exquisitely-embroidered monarch butterflies on a golden background. It was an authentic antique that came with a certificate proving it’s been around for over 130 years!  We were very glad that we didn’t throw out that box. So much has happened on our “epic journey,” we couldn’t really recall how this antique had come into our lives.

We didn’t give it much thought until some time later when CK suddenly said, “That’s the monarch butterfly she’s talking about!”

We’d had a reading from a reputable medium about a month before we found the embroidery. This is an evidential medium known for her accurate validations and kindness.  She had given me the most healing messages when she read for us the first time.  Everything that I have known about my son in his divine, ongoing life was confirmed. Among the numerous pieces of evidence that my lovely medium friend gave me, she said: “He said he’s going to give you a monarch butterfly.” This was in the depth of winter and so even she had a moment of doubt. No butterfly can survive the frigid cold of a Canadian winter, not even in British Columbia! She told me to let her know if I did see one.

Not only did I see one, Leo sent us 11 exquisite monarch butterflies in the most incredible way!

They say that things happen for a reason.  In this case, it is true. We would never have bothered to clear out the clutter in the storage area if we’d had the option to leave things as they were. We would never have found the monarch butterflies that were meant to be a gift from our precious son if we’d waited for another time.  The timing could not have been more perfect. We were – and are – so grateful for this miracle. It is not the first, nor will it be the last time that our son has shown us what is to come. What is the “future” for us has already happened in the Spirit realm!

There are countless layers of meaning in receiving the monarch butterflies. It is, most of all, undeniable evidence that Life does not end with physical death. Life and Love are eternal. My son and all the sons and daughters who have transitioned before us are alive and well in other dimensions. They are not “gone.”  They are actually very busy with their growth and learning, and very involved with work too.

When we think of butterflies, especially monarch butterflies, we appreciate them for their beauty with their unique patterns and gorgeous colours. Who would have thought they were the same unsightly caterpillars just weeks before completing their metamorphosis?

As I contemplated the significance of the messages that Leo had sent me through these amazing tiny creatures, all these words sprang up in my mind: transcendence and rebirth, transformation and journey, beauty and joy, elegance and grace. What really impressed me with these regal-looking butterflies was their shortness of life! They are teaching us a most important lesson.

It is the same for us humans. Life is short and fleeting. Before we know it, it’s game over! The ancient cultures and wisdom teachings have been talking about the transience of human life for ages. The cycle of birth and rebirth never stops. We have to shed our physical form to return to where we have all come from. We take away the fear of death once we know that death is not the end. Leo has been giving me this powerful message: Human life is precious and the time we have is limited and finite. It is what we do with our time here that will determine our spiritual growth and evolution.

Having to experience the early exits of our children before us is undoubtedly the most painful to endure in our human lives. But they want us to know that they are only a thought away. They reassure us by giving us signs and synchronicities.

Messages from my son Leo:

“Life is short. Enjoy it – enjoy the beauty around you!”

“Make the best of your time here.”

“We are always connected and we will be together again when your time is up.”

The most endearing one for me:

“Mom and Dad, you have named me L.E.O. for a very good reason:

LOVE EACH OTHER.”

He means for all of us to be kind and love our fellow human beings, and all other sentient beings like those in the animal kingdom.

Son, we are forever grateful for your Love and Compassion!  We love you and we thank you for your words of Wisdom❣️

❤️❤️❤️

A perfectly-timed Sign and Synchronicity right after finishing the above article:

Every time I complete these writings inspired by Leo, I am filled with joy.  I usually tell CK. This time, he was sitting right next to me as I was telling him so.

Just as the words came out of my mouth, I heard him say, “Look!”

I glanced over to the newspaper he was holding. This was what I saw in big, bold and black letters:

“WHERE HAVE ALL THE MONARCHS FLOWN?”

And another line underneath:

“Butterflies were symbols of rebirth-then they started disappearing.”

I heard my son saying: “Thank you, Mom. I love you and Dad!” ❤️❤️❤️