This is the second story from a Series of Stories that I am sharing in this website.
Story 2: FM and the Butterflies
In May 2021 I was in the process of creating my website using the Wix platform.
Everything is usually very intuitive and easy through this platform, but there are still some challenges! Even more so when you're a perfectionist, and I used to be.
Perfectionism is an aspect that is being integrated, as I realize that there is no such thing as perfection except in the I Am. Or better yet, that EVERYTHING is perfect as it is.
Well, in addition to it, I also struggled a bit with technology, and it made things seem harder than they were.
One day, feeling the energy at a level of astonishing inefficiency, I decided to stop.
I stopped and took a conscious breath. (every change is preceded by at least one good conscious breath)
Breathing and releasing my thoughts, I chose that from that moment on, technology would serve me, the software would work in my favor, and everything would be easy.
The next day, when I opened the website editor, I observed how the energy responded to my choice: everything was easy and fun!
I was looking for a new background for the homepage, and like magic, the first video the platform suggested was perfect: it contained two orange monarch butterflies flying in slow motion around a flower.
As soon as I clicked on it, it applied to the site. I almost shed a tear of emotion seeing those butterflies dancing in the “background” of my creation.
How symbolic, divine perfection!
The monarch butterfly is a symbol of Shaumbra, and this site is primarily dedicated to Shaumbra. It is a Safe Space for Sovereign Beings.
Also, the butterfly was my first Pakauwah (also known as a totem). A dear one in my heart.
I would never have found something so perfect if I had looked for it!
The best thing was that I let this come to me without typing any letters into the search box.
My mind asked, “with so many things that could appear: oceans, buildings… how did these beautiful orange butterflies appear?”
Well, let me continue the story.
One afternoon I turned on my computer and opened the text editor to write a little in my diary. As soon as I opened the editor, I noticed that my computer was dusty. I took a piece of cloth and wiped it across the screen and keyboard to remove all the dust.
At that moment, I looked out the window and the sunny day outside caught my attention, so I walked to the backyard to admire the trees and enjoy the sun a little. Behold, a butterfly appears. Black, small, flew close to me, landed on the tree by my side, flew, returned to the tree.
- Hello, butterfly - I said.
“Hm, there's something interesting about this butterfly,” I thought, “they say that black butterflies can symbolize someone who died and came back to visit…” I looked at her, who was flying sweetly “hm! Whatever!"
I went back to my room to finally write in my diary.
When I looked at the document, on the first line it said “fm,.;578”
- Oh, so you're the one in my backyard! - I said, looking out the window.
I returned to the backyard to greet the butterfly-FM, which as usual, did not respond.
It's a very subtle communication.
The mental explanation is that when I wiped the dust off, I must have bumped into these letters and numbers.
What 578 means, doesn't matter to me. I simply felt my friend's presence, and that was enough to brighten my day. I didn't feel like I should be "interpreting signs".
After that day, every time I sat down to edit the site I summoned the presence of FM.
- Show me more cool graphics, I like the butterflies you showed me that day. - I told him on one occasion.
And so he found a beautiful blooming flower video and placed it right in front of me.
Story 3 coming soon! Stay Tuned!