Synchronicity of Being (and being a butterfly)

One example of so many blessed examples, of the joy of synchronicity with the Source that we all dwell in…

I dedicated my dance to my dearest Emma.

At the altar, I pulled this card. It looks just like Emma.

The text on the back was for me. I have been urging to say some unsayable words to a friend here. Knowing it cannot be said unless it suddenly can, and certainly not be forced, these words said it all. I have also spend time thinking of my new last name, not reaching any decisions (and being quietly content with that)…

Arriving home from dance, I have an email in my inbox from across the planet. It reads: “You are a butterfly (that cannot be caught)”….