yesterday evening i met a moth (
Antheraea polyphemus). she was in the orchard garden on the ground in some leaves and garden debris under a big oak. she flapped her big, tattered wings but couldn't get into the air, just flapped and flopped on the ground. i was a little concerned she would beat herself to death so i picked her up. she quickly settled down on my hand. i tried to entice her out of my hand several times but she would just crawl back up and cling tighter with her feet. so we just sat together for probably 30 minutes and i tried to be quiet enough to hear what she had to say.
we sat in the greenhouse for a while (staal and zane joined us). it got to be bedtime for the ducks so staal volunteered to take care of them while i sat with the moth. when staal went into the house to get some bedtime rice for the ducks i got a clear image of the meditation hut in my mind so moth
and i went back out to the garden and sat in the meditation hut. after a
few minutes in the meditation hut she started to vibrate her entire
body and then suddenly took flight. i watched her fly high over some live oaks
and disappear.
thank you, moth. we wish you well.
