Damn the Butterflies
I aspire to write like Brooke and Tanya when I grow up!
Brooke wrote her heart in response to some requests from readers and then seemed to apologize for it not being happy with butterflies as requested. Brooke’s piece moved me in ways I can’t even put in words. My mind and body got still and sharp. My focus became one with her words and the moment. I was moved by the honesty, raw and vulnerable, of her words. As Tanya wrote in her comments about the post, “Then I will see if I, too, can turn the horror of the experience into something magical like you did.” Tanya went on to say “Fuck butterflies, everyone knows they are beautiful. No offense to butterflies… but I want you to tell me something I don’t know.”
At the core, this is what I think we want to do with our words as writers; to move people, to take them to new places, new insights, new feelings, and new perspectives. Personally, I’m getting tired of writing the same old feel-good poems about nature and love. Maybe it’s time for me to damn the butterflies, and write something new, original, and hopefully, half as moving as Brooke’s words. Tanya’s comments were a wake-up call to the reality that I’m tired of reading (and writing) my poetry and posts, filled with regurgitated words of wisdom and love. Maybe that’s why I’ve enjoyed writing short stories lately. They help me create something totally new and original, from my mind, heart, and imagination. I want to feel the juice, alive with feeling and authenticity. And just maybe, then I will inspire you to do something authentic in your life.
Here is Brooke’s post called This Time it Was the Apple. As her blog name suggests, Brooke aspires to create magic in her life. She certainly did with these words. I hope they move you too.
Damn the butterflies and full speed ahead! 🙂