What’s in a name?
It seems to me, a type of dis-ease, the way we classify and categorize, give genus and species, learn Latin. We mount our gorgeous butterflies on poster board and speculate on the dead. Leave the butterflies feeding in the field. Enjoy their beauty, protect their freedom. The joy of nature is not in naming but in Loving.

A tiny flower appears on a rotting log. I may love it profoundly, and never know its name. The advancement of science is marvelous, but not at the expense of losing our deep reverence and respect for all sentient beings. We must learn to think with the heart, to see our world through the eyes of Love, and to honor our connection with All That Is. Our lives depend on it.

LBM 7/17/2020
['Lori Mccray']
['Queens Children', 'Nature', 'Love', 'Poetry', 'Sacred Feminine']