I find butterflies stimulating. I find leaves captivating. If only I could keep butterflies in my hands, I would. If only I could pick leaves anytime and anywhere, I would.
But I know that Butterflies could be unappealing. If they were to represent lovers, Butterflies are the kind that don't settle to just one partner. They could mean inability to settle, to choose, or to be loyal.
And Leaves. A leaf is just a part of the abundant branches and twigs of a tree. The way I carelessly just pluck them and leave them just anywhere could mean I am easy to just let go anyone anytime.
However, recently I read something that gave me the relief I'm longing for.
A Butterfly means freedom, a confident spirit that believes it can get anywhere just fine.
A Leaf, the green one, means hope.
Aren't my butterflies and leaves wonderful?
It's true that as of the moment, I want to go to places-- somewhere where people hardly know me. It's not that I'm trying to find an escape. It's just that I find it an awesome adventure to meet new people and engage myself to new cultures.
However, the consequence for this is that I have to leave behind people who are dear to me. I was the one who gathered them, and yet the one to first let go.
Sometimes I'm scared that I may have nowhere to return to. They may not be willing to take me back.
But someone said that it is intrinsic to humans to ponder and find means to calm whatever restlessness is inside him. I would find my life incomplete and hanging if I don't move. So, even if I'm anxious that I might be treading in a dead end, I continue my journey. I believe that, as that same person said, I will not find myself in a situation of no return because at the end of the day, when we satisfy our genuine desires that cause restlessness inside us, we could not find anything else worth-living for.
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