Chasing the Light

      I was at a sacred event in Sedona, Arizona recently when I met an artist by the name of Karla Bruk. She was vending her clay artwork. There were many colorful faces and pieces of jewelry laid out on the table. That’s when the most beautiful piece of her artwork literally popped out and spoke to me! I said, “Oh my goodness! Is that a moth?!” She replied that it was. I was so excited because I’m used to seeing artwork with butterflies, dragonflies, and even bees. For me seeing such a beautifully crafted moth was a rarity.
     After seeing my excitement, the artist’s assistant asked me what my connection to moths was and why I felt drawn to them. I might have offered more than she was looking for…
     Since I was a child, I’ve always been drawn to moths, and they’ve always been drawn to me. I can recall as a little girl playing outside on summer evenings with beautiful little white moths fluttering about me. I would jump up and try to catch them. Oh, they were so happy and so was I. 
     As I got older, moths would sometimes show up for me when I was feeling down and often in the most unexpected places. I can recall feeling afraid while being in a store line during the height of the Covid pandemic when one literally flew and hit me right in the face! I knew it was a wakeup call for me to snap out of the fear I was feeling. It was a not-so-subtle reminder from one of God’s angels that I am protected at all times.
​     I love moths because just like me, they are always chasing the light. Moths and I are drawn to it like nothing else. No matter how dark things get, we will find the light, dance in it, and expand it.