So as I continue to read BFD (Blogging for Dummies) I realize I need a name for my blog. …. First I need to figure out what my blog is about. I want it to be about life. But BFD suggests that you should be careful about what you write in your blog. People can be sensitive and once it is on the internet it is always there. So I think, how can I do what I want to do, without offending anyone… My husband says he doesn’t care what I write about him if I can make money at it… of course he says that now…
Can I write about the trials and tribulations of the people at work? Can I write about the drama that I witness in life? Maybe if I protect the names of the innocent? Do I keep it strictly about me? Maybe I can blog about weight loss.. But that is old. I have been on a weight loss journey for over 15 years. I lost over 100 pounds (that accomplishment got me on one of THE last Oprah shows – (a story for another blog). No, I don’t want to focus on weight loss. I want it to be about real situations and real people. As a society we are funny, complex and insane. That is really what I want to write about.
Now, I need a name. I need to come up with a “catchy” name for my blog. This is when I don’t feel like I have any imagination.. But here goes….
First thought: “Weighting for the write stuff” Cute play on words, but it is about weight.
Second thought: “Frankie’s thoughts”. My friend Maria that informed me that I am like Carrie from Sex and the City calls me Frankie. Cute, but doesn’t move me. So I write those two names on a piece of paper. I think about them and ponder. I don’t love either.
I float around my pool on one of the last days of my vacation and I ask the universe what should the name of my blog be?
Butterflies......
That is what comes to me.
I think, “Butter flies for me”
It says it all. To me it has many meanings..
When I was growing up, my Grandmother lived in a multi-family house. Her sister, my Great Aunt Maggie, lived on the first floor. When I would leave my Grandmother’s apartment, we would stop to say goodbye to Aunt Maggie. It was there that I would get a snack for the ride home…… a stick of butter!! Yup that is right, a stick of butter. (Hmmm and I wonder why I weighed 300 pounds).
I keep repeating the name, “Butter flies for me”. It wasn’t until a few days later that I realized that I had seen a lot of butterflies over those few days.
What is even more ironic, is that my family had a falling out with Aunt Maggie’s family thirty years ago and we just reconnected with them last month. None of us that are still around remember all the details of the fallout or think that it even matters at this point. It has just been a blessing to reconnect with family. We have been able to reconnect with Aunt Maggie’s two daughters, that were my mother’s cousins, the son of one sister and the daughter of another. We have another “reunion” this weekend. It has made me realize how important family is…
“OK Universe – I hear you”….again.
Curious, I wanted to know what a butterfly symbolized. I logged on to Google and this is some of what I got:
"Butterflies also symbolize: Resurrection, Transition, Celebration, Lightness, Time, Soul”
“Imagine the whole of your life changing to such an extreme you are unrecognizable at the end of the transformation; keep our faith as we undergo transitions in our live”
“It’s connection with the soul is rather fitting. We are all on a long journey of the soul. On this journey we encounter endless turns, shifts, and conditions that cause us to morph into ever-finer beings. At our soul-journey’s end we are inevitably changed – not at all the same as when we started on the path.”
“To take this analogy a step further, we can look again to the grace and eloquence of the butterfly and realize that our journey is our only guarantee. Our responsibility to make our way in faith, accept the change that comes, and emerge from our transitions as brilliantly as the butterfly.”
“WOW!!”, I think to myself.. “That is me.” I am on a journey. A transition. I am a butterfly…….I read these descriptions of what a butterfly represents and realize that it is so fitting to the journey that I am on. I think in life we are ever evolving and transforming. Is there any explanation of a transformation better than that of a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly? That is a beautiful physical transformation. I have already had a physical transformatin, I lost over 100 pounds. I have made the physical transformation, now I am on a spiritual transformation. I am looking to be the best me that I can be. One of the things that I have learned is the need to slow down.. (not an easy thing to do and I still struggle with it), but I realize how important it is to my health, my mind and my wellness. If I had not been able to slow down, I would have never heard the voice tell me that I was a writer. I would not be typing my third blog entry. I think to myself – “Wow imagine what else the universe wants to tell me?” All that I have to do is have the ability to listen……
