On Exploring an Elegance

There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly. (R. Buckminster Fuller, inventor)

I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man? (Zhuangzi, philosopher)

Art is the fatal net which catches these strange moments on the wing like mysterious butterflies, fleeing the innocence and distraction of common men. (Giorgio de Chirico, artist)

If there is one creature that represents my essence, it’s butterflies. (Patricia Velasquez, actor)

Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne, novelist)


47 thoughts on “On Exploring an Elegance

  1. That is a beautiful piece of music and slow capture Frank – well found! It featured my favourite butterfly too – the beautiful and mysterious ‘Blue Morpheus’ with its drab patterned underside and cyan blue upper wing. What a life it must be to live as a butterfly – to have known death and resurrection and the wings of an angel!


  2. Beautiful post to brighten up an already bright day Frank.. Adore Butterflies and encourage the peacock variety by keeping a nettle patch on the allotments.. They lay their eggs there to feed off the nettles. Not so keen on the cabbage white though LOL…
    Enjoy your weekend and loved watching all those butterflies in slow motions.. Wonderful
    Hugs Sue


  3. The clip is fascinating insight into the reality of biological life. I saw for instance that the butterfly moves its head during flight and that it tucks its legs up for aerodynamic efficiency. Clearly, these creatures are as alive as we are. They must feel pain, that feedback mechanism so essential for survival, but do they feel joy as well? I think it likely.

    But of course they lack the capacity for abstract thought. Where then is the dividing line between them and us? It’s a continuum. I’m reminded of Kafka’s Metamorphosis. Are the Buddhists on to something?


    • Jim,
      Great analysis. No question that butterflies are wonderfully engineered for their need. Yes … things like this make biology interesting … structure-function is a good thing. Huge difference in our neural structures, so they probably aren’t closing to processing by chickens – let alone primates. Thanks for sharing!!!


  4. So beautiful! I do love butterflies.

    Once when John and I were kayaking in Maine, a flock of a few hundred monarch butterflies flew towards, over and then past us. It was breathtaking.


  5. Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne, novelist) I love this quote and it coincides with my nurture yourself post this week.
    Sitting in quiet solitude while recuperating to gather strength can be much more diffciult than can be imagined. May I borrow this quote for an art piece I’d love to do.
    The video reminded me to listen to my CD. Secret Garden is a favorite of mine.
    Have a nice weekend …!!!
    Isadora ๐Ÿ˜


  6. An amazing post to read this Sunday morning. I love butterflies and have some incredible ones that visit our Lantana’s every day – they are so used to me that speaks to Nathaniel Hawthorne. Lovely Frank and perfect for this time of year. Have a wonderful week ahead – how are your golf games going?


    • Mary,
      Seems like my use of Hawthorne has struck a chord with many others. Good choice.

      Golf game is in a bit of a funk at the moment, but that happens .. so I’m hopeful that it is temporary.

      I recall your interest in my story challenge of developing a new ending. FYI: The post goes up tonight.

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  7. I always loved Hawthorne’s writing. The perfect quote.
    We’ve lots of butterflies around right now ( so there must be lots of aphids or tiny things they eat off the leaves…we don’t use pesticides, and depend on natural flighty predators). Yesterday we actually managed to sit outside in the shade for a short while (before melting) and were circled by butterflies targeting the citrus tree


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