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Butterflies, books and blessings - Words of Joy
I seem to be turning into butterfly-woman, or at least have developed more of a butterfly mind recently which is easily attracted and distracted by turns. My new tendency is to flit from book to book, pausing to savour a hint of its flavour before I move on to another. Books beckon to us. They may call insistently like a whiny child or lure siren-seductively with an irresistible boldness. Others whisper soft and insinuate themselves around our hearts. We feel crushed to come to the end of their words. Those we need to work through cause stopping pauses for reflection