Ah, that magical sensation that sweeps over you when you lose yourself in a melody that seems to caress your very soul. It’s as if the music gently lifts you, and suddenly, you become a vibrant butterfly, gracefully flitting from one beautiful flower to another. The world transforms into a canvas of colors and all traces of darkness and sorrow are washed away. Imagine a vast palette washing away the gray patches of your recent days, leaving behind only a canvas of pure white and exquisite hues.

Music possesses this extraordinary power to shake us to our core, liberating us from the burdens we carry and even evoking cleansing tears. It’s like a strong, comforting voice from a distant place, calling your name and assuring you that everything will be alright. “You’re doing wonderfully; have faith and keep that smile,” it softly whispers. I often wonder about this mysterious voice—its origin and why it fades away at times.

At times, my mind feels like a bustling marketplace during a crowded day at Union Square, navigating the ebb and flow of the bustling crowd, struggling to catch the metaphorical subway of life on time. Then, a melodic embrace interrupts the chaos, and suddenly, amidst the crowd, there is a pause. I hear that comforting voice again, reassuring me, “Hey there, I know it’s tough, but you’re almost there.” It’s an indescribable feeling when words embrace you, wrapping you in a warm, tight hug. And then, there’s a gentle breeze, finally allowing me to take a deep breath, inhaling the crisp, fresh air—refreshing, not too cold.

Life may be challenging, but this breeze arrives unfailingly, making the journey seem easier than expected. It’s a tranquil strength that effortlessly sweeps away the dust. I can even feel the delicate texture of flower petals as I touch and stand upon them. In my imagination, I’m a vibrant turquoise butterfly, and my delicate wings feel the velvety touch of the red flower I now find myself on.

I express my gratitude to the rose for the tranquility it imparts during my visits. It reminds me that “this too shall pass,” urging me to perceive life from a different lens. As I run my hands gently over the soft velvety touch, my eyes closed, a serene smile graces my face, immersed in the beauty of the moment.

Suddenly, I open my eyes, and a profound sense of happiness fills me from this brief visit. Perhaps these visits don’t need to be lengthy; my soul feels charged and brimming with peace and beauty. I am ready for my next stop. You know, maybe these beautiful moments don’t need to last long because this is the essence of our journey. Perhaps we can infuse even the seemingly ordinary moments with beauty—it’s our mindset that allows us to perceive beauty in anything, even during life’s most challenging moments.

Farewell for now, dear Rose. I then spot a white flower—perhaps a lily. I always imagined lily flowers to be delicate, but I land on a sturdy one with a beautiful yellow center. It’s bouncy, and I can’t help but smile. I share with my lovely lily friend the feeling that overcomes me each time I visit—like bouncing is perfectly okay.

Though your petals are delicate, I bounce and find a sense of risk and instability. Not certain whether to stay or fly away, I notice your constant smile, dear Lily. Perhaps a little turbulence and a few challenges are alright. I just need to keep my smile, revel in my strength to face life’s challenges, and enjoy the journey. I feel empowered and strong, dear Lily. I love you!

Where shall I land next? I will continue to soar, seeking beauty in every corner, marveling at the depth of nature all around me.

There are times when I feel I don’t appreciate my ability to see enough. I must be immensely grateful for being able to see, feel, and smell the beauty surrounding me. My heart is full of love, and I eagerly await my next visit 🦋