Tumbling out of bed this morning at 5:55am I reminded myself that the angel number 555 translates to opening ourselves up to major changes on a spiritual level. Thoughts of my walk to the park earlier in the week as autumn played its tug of war between sunshine and crispness a lone butterfly fluttered quite close to me. Often I think that butterflies are nature’s angels, little lovely reminders of our winged spiritual protectors, but I wondered what that this little flutterby was thinking. Certainly death awaited him, he could not survive the inevitable brutal drop in temperatures but still he stayed relishing these last days of warmth.
Death is perhaps the ultimate change from a human point of view, but to our souls it is but a longing to return home. We know this on some level, but our humanness needs reminding from time to time. This butterfly has already done the hard part, the transformation from earthbound creature to one who takes flight. His energy will soon transform from physical wings to spiritual wings and he will continue his flight into the heavens. It is a lesson not lost on my soul, change is the only constant in this life, energy (our soul) is never lost, it just changes form. I pray that the angels send me the grace and courage to embrace change that the butterfly displays.