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There is so much for me to update on, but right now I feel a bit too drained to do it. In any case, though, I wanted to share something with you. A few weeks back my public relations agent set up an interview with my local paper, The West Linn Tidings, and that week a reporter and a photographer came over to my house. The article ran in the
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Even if it does seem like a bit of a cliche, I really live by the "everything happens for a reason" philosophy. I think it's an understanding that really only comes over time, when you've experienced and come through enough that you realize that it couldn't have all been for nothing. It seems impossible to me that everything is random and there is no purpose in life, I don't think I could live with that belief.
Thank you! :) Actually, the idea for the title came to me pretty quickly. Butterflies are very significant to me for what they symbolize; transformation and growth, so I knew whatever I chose would have something to do with that. Then I was playing around with the temp art for the cover and I was using a paperweight that my good friend gave me last year for Christmas, and the title was born. :) It's a bit of a play-on-words for me, because "paperweight" reminds you of something heavy, the way life's struggles can weigh a person down, but then "paper" suggests that all those issues and problems are really thin, destructible and easily discarded. Therefore everything that I felt was once too heavy for me to handle are really only like sheets of paper that I can tear up and throw away. I think it reflects where I'm at in my life. :)
I hope you had a wonderful holidays and continue to have a blessed New Year. Your journal entries are precious little gems to me and so many other people. Take care.
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Butterflies have *always* been special to me too [my last name is Butler and I have played with the name 'butLerfly' now + then ;) ] but I like them especially because they are transformed from caterpillars with many legs to butterflies with wings and brilliant colors. I think we need to try for that --- or accept the blessings of it when it happens --- as a metaphor for journeying through life.
One looks at a caterpillar and says: What? You are gonna FLY someday? Dream on!!
Impossible.
Till it happens!
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