'Dora' the Lady Bug

Dora
 the Miracle Lady Bug

Nature always speaks to us, through its many colors, contours, winds and airs, sounds and mysteries, and especially through animals and their unique characteristics and totem meanings and scriptures. I really believe animals speak to us every day giving us messages to help us have a more meaningful life, filled with magic in a deeper sense and sensibility. 

I woke up early that morning, grabbed my iphone and walked towards the porch to have my morning green juice, then placed my iphone" (addictive as it is) on the rim of the porch. When suddenly I became aware that there was a beautiful orange ladybug with a glow of a big hello. I greeted it with  a smile and felt great joy in my heart for they represent good fortune, and other deeper totem meanings, plus are so beautiful an vibrant.

After a moment I became aware that it could not fly. It tried several times to stretch its wings yet one of them seemed to not work very well. Somehow it had gotten hurt. Had it been happened by the rim of my phone? Oh, no I felt so terrible.

Awww, my chest tightened as I saw how many times she had tried to spread her wings and fly with no avail. She was strong and sturdy and continued. The rest of her seemed do be fine, yet as much as I tried to help her it was not possible.

Then I spoke to her and told her how sorry I was that her wing had gotten hurt. My heart sunk yet what was I suppose to do? For there was no way on earth that I would be able to heal and fix her little wing and make her fly. How? I decided to call her Dora.

I felt it was a lesson. Everything happens for something. As I pondered on what the lesson was giving me it made me realize of certain patterns and behaviors that need to heal and change in my life, yet it still gave me the sense of magic that a lady bug totem meaning brings with it which is incredibly powerful, filled with love and joy and a promise of beauty and prosperity in one's life. It was beautiful. Bright, shiny and orange. Brilliant orange. There was something about the experience that was quite not finished, yet I did not know at the time.

Days passed. 

II

A few days later, I went outside to my favorite place on the porch, where two acres of a diversity of gentle colored greens from the woods sit like a backdrop before me, as the air gently blows and blesses me by combing and caressing my skin, brushing away the days delights and unpleasures. When I approached my favorite place, to my surprise there was this bright orange black freckled dot moving, filled with life walking on  the rim. Yes! It was Dora. I smiled and was happy to see she was alive, and doing her dance.

My camera comes out as I take hundreds of pictures of her as she walked several times around the rim. When she stood still I looked at her and said:

Dora staring at me, listening

 "I am truly sorry I hurt your little wing and that you can't fly. From my heart I ask you to please forgive me." 

She paused and stared at me as if she was listening. I do believe they feel and listen.

Again I said:

"I really am sorry. I wish I could fix it but I don't know how? Can you forgive me?" and sent her waves of love from my heart, as I had this whole long conversation with her in hopes that she would forgive me.

I took a few more photos and went back and did a meditation. Suddenly I felt this energy pull me back outside. Something told me that Dora and I had a special connection and that something was to happen between us. Yet I did not know what that was. What could it be? Would she still be out there?

Dora was still there! There  really was a connection somehow between us. she kept running and walking up the porch rail. I talked to her and placed my hand on the rail and told her: 

"Do you want to sit on my hand? Do you want to climb on it?"

She gently turned and walked on the back of my hand as her insy bitzy tiny little legs tickled and crawled on the top of it. She was discovering a whole new arena for herself. Then she paused and rested. As she did, it felt like when a kitty cat poses its head and rests it gently on your hand and gives you a sense of warmth in your heart a sense of connection and love.

As tiny as she was that's how it felt. A heart to heart connection. It made me feel grounded and gave me a deep sense of connection with nature, with the earth and the universe. It was a deep feeling of love and gratitude at the same time.

I prayed and brought in some energy and allowed the moment to be. It was an undescribable moment. Then she started moving again and I asked her if she wanted to go back to nature, back to her place of home. She walked around tried to get off, then went back to pause in the same position. She again rested, still on my hand, giving me that wave of warmth in my heart one more time.

I stood in Silence and looked at her. Her bravery and love. The connection we had made. Then all of a sudden she spread her little wings and flew back into nature.  She flew! She really flew... To my astonishment. She had spread her wings and she really... flew away... And there she went. 

Her wings had spread and so did the wings of my heart.