The Butterfly and the Hurricane

In chaos theory there is the notion that little actions can lead to big outcomes because every little thing effects what happens in the world through a long series of random probabilities. For example, a butterfly beating its wings could be the root cause of a hurricane that manifests months later as one thing leads to another.

Our story begins…

A sad little butterfly sat on a flower in the misty morning. Dew drops were everywhere like sparking jewels.

“Oh, Flower I am so sad. I have done something really wrong,” said Butterfly.

“What’s wrong Butterfly?” asked Flower.

“I was so angry one day. So angry and fearful. I did not know what to do. The winds were all blowing the wrong way and there were so few flowers around to feed on and it was so hot, so very hot,” said Butterfly and paused in thought.

“I flew around in a circle three times very confused. I beat my wings angrily at the west wind, then the north, east and south wind. Each time with anger yelling, ‘So be it!’ at them. Flying ever higher into the sky with each circle. A little vortex of wind seemed to form and fly off into the sky.”

“How very interesting,” said Flower.

“But it got bigger and bigger Flower,” said Butterfly.

“And now, out in the ocean I have seen the mother of all storms. I dare not fly very close and in its wake I have seen a tremendous path of destruction. Whole trees ripped from their roots, the stink of death and water everywhere,” said Butterfly.

Little teardrops formed in a thousand butterfly eyes and a flower gently swayed in the breeze.

“Don’t be sad,” said Flower. “Things just happen the way they happen. Your just a little butterfly and butterflies are meant to be free.”

“Thank you Flower I love you,” said Butterfly and drank deeply of Flower.

“Your welcome,” said Flower. “No butterflies, no flowers, and no flowers no butterflies. I love you too.”

With that Butterfly felt better and flew away. But there was no coming or going. With each day came a new butterfly, and with each day, a new flower.

The Gods chased the Goddesses around the cosmos and claimed victory at each battle won and the Goddesses cast their spell of life upon the ground building new life in each birth. They danced together round and round, first one leading then the other. Demons were cast down from the heavens only to be welcomed back later with their tails tucked, for nothing could stay in hell forever.

The frog sat on a lily pad watching the lotus bloom. It was all the same energy like some divine comedy. The great belly laugh. Starting deep in the frogs belly and rippling out through waves in the pond into a chorus of laughter in the universe: “Ribbit… ribbit… ribbit...”

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