I’m Feeling Butterflies
After watching Feeling Butterflies (yes - a Hallmark movie), I have a burning question.
Does anyone actually ever feel butterflies?
Or like me, do you just feel:
Like throwing up
Ready to faint
Weak
Those feelings are a whole lot less romantic than ‘feeling butterflies’. And while, yes, my nerves still swirl around in my stomach, I think it feels more like a turbulent washing machine than beautiful butterflies.
And the “romantic” kind of butterflies (you know, those pathetic schoolgirl crushes)? Again, no gentle fluttering butterflies - just faint-headedness - like all words and wisdom have been sucked out of my brain.
Nevertheless, I do love butterflies. This conversation was one of my favourite parts of the film.
Amanda: Do you think it’s possible for humans to grow wings when they go to heaven?
Emily: Well I don’t know if they grow wings exactly, but we have to get there somehow. Do you think a caterpillar knows that one day it’ll grow wings and fly? That would seem pretty impossible, wouldn’t it?
Amanda: Guess so.
Emily: Well this world we’re in, we think it’s so big and amazing, just like a caterpillar sees it. But then, it changes into something so beautiful and wondrous that it can’t even imagine the way it was before.
Sometimes I feel like a caterpillar. I’m sure we all do. But that tiny grub could never imagine that one day, instead of wriggling its way up a tree, it will be able to flutter through the sky.
That caterpillar doesn’t see anything wrong with the way it is right now—until it completes its metamorphosis, and realises how much more beautiful the world is, and how much more beautiful it itself is.
So when you’re feeling butterflies, remember that you know something the caterpillar doesn’t. You know that one day you can transform into a butterfly—and those problems that once caused you to feel butterflies will be so insignificant.
Even if it seems impossible now, those terrible butterflies swirling around in your stomach can remind you of the beauty that is one day to come.