Simply This

Simply This

I was hit in the face by a butterfly yesterday.  Three times, in fact.  On distinctly separate occasions.  Whilst meandering along my favourite coastal track.

Out in the open, two beings collided momentarily.  One with wings and the other with legs. A simple and natural occurrence.  Ok, three occurrences.

End of story.  Or so I would like to think.

“Oh, the Universe is sending you a message”

“Butterflies are a sign of transformation”

“3 is a lucky number”

“Planetary alignment is drawing spirit and truth together”

I am a simple being.  I have no need or interest for such commentary and analysis.  Such narrative skirts my mind like a passing summer breeze.

I like to minimise complexity.  I seek to reduce clutter in all its mental and physical guises.

Daily I walk , with no desire to keep a tally of my steps.

Daily I eat for nourishment, with no wish to count calories.

Bring on simplicity!  True simplicity.

I was hit in the face by a butterfly yesterday.  Three times.  End of story.