Introducing: Dear Butterfly….

Dear Butterfly

After reading an article on the Women In The World site about a blog called The Everyday Sexism Project, I became inspired. The Everyday Sexism Project is a blog site created by actress and activist Laura Bates. The purpose of the blog is to allow women post stories of the sexism they experience everyday.

After reading a few of these, and posting one of my own, I was overwhelmed by the responses. I could feel the anxiety, fear, anger and even shame just by reading some of the posts. Those feelings washed over me so profoundly because as a woman I have felt them all. I could relate to every letter written; especially that secret feeling. You know, that feeling you get when someone tells you something that they have never told anyone before? Yeah, I got that vibe from a lot of the posts.

With that I began to think about just how many “secrets” woman really keep. And not just the bad kind. What specifically came to mind were those secret dreams that were put on hold because we started a family or because we supported a spouse or significant other, and even though they are on hold they still pull and call us to follow them.

Or that “thing or things” we had to do to feed our families or to just survive that no one in our sphere could or would understand let alone accept. Or  that spontaneous, life altering, romantic, inappropriate, completely sexy and utterly un-lady like day/experience/ adventure we took that left us breathless and full of life-that we dare not tell our any other living soul with lips for the fear of  Scarlet Letter upon our breasts and a noose waiting for us in the city square!

Or ANYTHING that we just need to get off of our chests so that we can breathe!

I think we all just need a place to breathe……

There is a Native American/First Peoples Legend that says:

If anyone desires a wish to come true they must first capture a butterfly and whisper their wish to it. Since a butterfly can make no sound, the butterfly can not reveal the wish to anyone but the Great Spirit who hears and sees all.

In gratitude for giving the beautiful butterfly its freedom, the Great Spirit always grants the wish. So, according to legend, by making a wish and giving the butterfly its freedom, the wish will be taken to the heavens and be granted.

I’ve heard this legend many times; my grandmother used to tell it to me while we were in her back yard. There are different versions, but this is the closest to what I remember. She always had roses and big billowing flowers and bushes in her yard that attracted everything from hummingbirds to those giant bumble bees. I hated the bumble bees, but I loved the butterflies.

As I began thinking, this story came up and immediately I thought, “how cool would it be if every woman had a their very own butterfly to share their secrets with?!”

So I created Dear Butterfly…..

A place for you to whisper your
• Hearts desires,
• Biggest Secrets
• Wildest Dreams
• Unknown Sacrifices
• And that life altering, breathtaking, totally irresponsible, completely sexy, un-lady like and totally dangerous adventure that if told to another soul with lips, is sure to earn you that long anticipated Scarlet Letter the towns people have been itching to tattoo on your breast or a hanging in the town square…..and anything weighing you down into the ear of your very own butterfly (in total anonymity of course).

Address each post: Dear Butterfly, and release whatever you need to release that will free your heart, clear your mind and let you breathe again!


***Dear Butterfly is a Tumblr site, so you will have to have an account to use it. But it’s free and easy!

See the Dear Butterfly, for the full description and please make sure you check out the BUTTERFLY COMMANDMENTS. 🙂


Fly on over to Dear Butterfly and check it out. Remember, everything is anonymous, so feel free to free yourself!


Love, Joy, and Butterfly Kisses!




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