American Indian Butterfly Legend

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My bedtime reading at the moment is the biography of a cat called Dewey who lived at the library in Spencer, Iowa, having been rescued from the ‘Returned Books Dump’ as a tiny kitten by the Head Librarian.

When the Librarian’s daughter was getting married she asked her mother to make a lot of the arrangements as she was living away from home. One of the things her mother arranged was specially packed and refrigerated butterfly pupae which were placed in envelopes and given to the guests. The mother then told the gathering about the Butterfly legend :

As a gift to His human children, the Great Spirit created butterflies. He took black from the maiden’s hair, yellow from the warm summer sun, and blues from the lake and sky. Once he gathered the most beautiful of colors, He made them into butterflies.

If you want a special wish to come true, capture a butterfly and whisper your heart’s desire to it. Since butterflies make no sound, they cannot tell the wish to anyone but Him. Being so colorful, the butterflies will easily be seen and the heart’s prayers quickly answered.

By making a wish and releasing the butterfly, it will be taken on the wings of love to the heavens and granted. Softly whisper your wish for their eternal love and bliss, then carefully release and free the beautiful creature.

The guests then opened their envelopes and all the butterflies emerged.

• 10 Feb, 2010
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