When Life Doesn’t Make Sense, Watch for the Butterflies

It’s Friday morning in the first week of June in 2025, and, I woke up with a sky full of thoughts. Not just cotton candy ones, but the stormy ones – heavy, scattered, impossible to forecast. I was thinking, imagining, replaying so many things in my head; probably the lingering thoughts from the past few weeks. Some were real, some not.

Funny thing is, I had meditated well last night. The kind of meditation that usually wraps me in peace like a warm blanket. But today, that blanket felt so thin. The chatter returned. Loud and persistent.

Last night, I also had made a promise to myself that over the next three days, I’ll detox. Not just from food or screens, but from the noise inside of me. Also from reacting too quickly. And from disappearing into “what ifs” and “what now.” I wanted to come back to the moment. Stay in it. Not escape it, not label it, or try to solve it like a math problem.

But I’m also learning something: living in the present doesn’t always feel like peace. Sometimes, it feels like chaos. Like sitting still in a storm and choosing not to run for cover.

Still, I got up. I said, let me try again. Maybe I’ll try another meditative practise again. Another chance to meet myself wherever I am (lost). I walked to the window, and when I was trying to open the curtains to let the light in, I was thinking to myself, “Universe, please send me some answers this weekend.“

Right at that moment when I opened the window, a butterfly flew in. No it’s not a metaphor or exaggeration. It’s a real butterfly. It danced toward me, so happily, so freely, and just like that, I ended up smiling…

Because what are the odds?

I didn’t get answers in words. But I got a moment. And maybe that’s enough.

Maybe this new chapter is not about finding answers about others. Maybe it’s about becoming the kind of person who doesn’t need them all. The kind of person who trusts that sometimes not knowing is a form of wisdom. That uncertainty is just another form of becoming. And that we can be happy and free without knowing it all; just like butterflies.

And that sometimes, when life doesn’t make sense…
we just need to look for the butterflies.