Bert: the Caterpillar Born 76th Day Birthday!!!!!! July 18th 1017

 Bert in his Sarcophagus where he stayed on the Dill Weed Plant in my kitchen for 76 days.  Born July 18th, 2017.

 Above: Bert drying his wings today above.
Below: Bert in his shoebox near his Banana Plant.

 My Banana Plant is ready to harvest and little Bert in his box. 

Bert Eating on a Plant in my Front yard.

Happy 76th day birthday Bert!

This morning Bert was born between 7 and 8 am in the morning.
The blue markings signify that he is a Baby Boy!
I did not see him emerge but found him hanging from the dill weed plant in my kitchen drying his wings. I took him outside in a really funky showbox, and let him rest until he got up and flew away.
I will miss my Bert.

Not only that... but the bananas on my Banana Plant are ready to be picked today.
Not only that... but yesterday I started a 21 day meditation series with Deepak Chopra and Oprah Winfrey. The meditation was called "Who and I- I am my Desire".

Am  I a butterfly?

The meditation today is called Empower me! (You can still join!! Just go to the Deepak Chopra web site).

This experience has been magical, wondrous and I am truely blessed.

But this is not over. 

What more could be instore for me on this Uber symbolic day.

P.S. For the last 76 days I have been photographing Bert's progress and the same time photographing the banana plant growing Bananas in my backyard. Great Book, great Art Show on the way.  See you soon. 

And.... don't be surprised if an Iindie film is made.  

 
P.S.S. Not only that....but yesterday my charity "Boots on the Ground", made contact with an Animal Shelter that is in dire need of the Basics. Think food, bleach, and water.  I will have an Amazon wish list set up this week, if you would be so kind and buy a couple of blankets or dog treats I would be so grateful. 

AMEN
Blessings,

K&
Bert

Bert the 8th day

This is Berts 8th day he has lain entombed on the dill weed plant in my kitchen.

It's becoming eerie and strange at the same time.  Bert is giving off a strange scent. An outdoorsy, forest, faint scent like the whiff of my next door  neighbour's wet dog that sits in the front yard fresh from the river.

I feel like I am on a highway with no merge. THIS what I learned from Bert today.My life has been a highway with no merge. I have been racing through my life like it is some kind of an opponent. When Bert becomes a butterfly I believe I will understand how to merge with life not run along side as if it is an other thing apart from myself. 

I know that when Bert emerges from  his final reincarnation so too will I and I am frightened and excited at the same time. What will I become?

 When I  reincarnate. As I stand here today, when I get another life, my life will change. I will remember my past life mostly because I'm a writer and tend to write everything down  but  will the butterfly remember the caterpillar?  Some people know of their past lives. So the butterfly might. I know I will. It is magic!

Bert has entombed himself in wood.  I believe he has mummified himself like the Egyptians, in his little Sarcophagus in my kichen on a dill weed plant. It feels like a mausoleum in there  and  my house the great pyramid.

If I disturb Bert now will he die? Is it possible that we may have disturbed the Egyptian mummies too soon? Had we not, would they have emerged a new creature? A creature with wings that can fly?  The caterpillar merging into the butterfly?

There is only one being I know that dies and gets wings. We call them angels. They are the merging lane between life and death.  

Am  I witnessing  the birthing of an angel?