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sábado, dezembro 26

The Crocodile and the Butterfly

Once there was a young crocodile. He was lying on a log in a river, basking in the sun. He had a very serious look on his face - it’s a very intense business, being a crocodile! Crocodiles have a long history to live up to - as carnivorous predators, cold-blooded assassins, and direct descendants of the dinosaurs. This crocodile was pondering his great responsibility when all of a sudden, a beautiful red butterfly landed on his nose.

At first, he was indignant. Couldn’t she see that he was deep in thought, that he was contemplating serious matters? But she seemed oblivious, and every time he breathed, she would float up in the air and then gently return, caressing his nose with her velvet-soft wings. Then he’d breathe again, and up she’d go, and then gently she’d come back.

This became like a meditation for the crocodile, and the energy changed completely. He was mesmerized by the butterfly’s beauty and softness, and the energy of love began to grow between them. A happiness spread through his being. He was no longer a crocodile, and she was no longer a butterfly. They were one, in the union of love.

When humanity puts away its differences and comes back to the perfection of union, we will experience harmony and peace on this planet. But first, it must begin with our own hearts.

The ideal world is found within. There is nothing to change outside - we need only to heal ourselves.

Isha Judd


  • What a beautiful and idyllic story Jonice!
    Je te souhaite de passer de joyeuses fêtes de fin d'année.
    Bonne soirée. Bisous

    By Anonymous Standley, at segunda-feira, dezembro 28, 2009 8:07:00 PM  

  • Os amigos não se esquecem!
    Estão vivos no sentir...até no bulício do dia-a-dia.
    A minha ausência não significa esquecimento.
    Que este ano que se abre como novo encerre o que de melhor tu vais desejar!
    Sempre contigo, Jo.

    By Blogger Amaral, at segunda-feira, dezembro 28, 2009 11:06:00 PM  

  • Querida amiga Jonice

    Venho desejar-lhe um 2010 com tudo aquilo que ambiciona.
    Não me esqueci de si, claro que não! Mas havia perdido o seu endereço. Perdoe a falta. Fiz uma pesquisa e reencontrei-a, finalmente.
    Mil beijinhos na sua linda Alma.

    By Blogger Tentativas Poemáticas, at terça-feira, dezembro 29, 2009 2:37:00 PM  

  • Esta história é M-A-R-A-V-I-L-H-O-S-A!! e tão verdadeira...
    Fiquei arrepiada,quando li, querida Jo.Sejamos todos borboletas capazes de derrubar os muros dos crocodilos, que se esqueceram que são também eles, borboletas...
    Feliz 2010 amiga.E muito obrigada!

    By Blogger Cláudia, at terça-feira, janeiro 05, 2010 7:08:00 PM  

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