It is told that the tradition of Dia de los Muertos started in Michoacan Mexico with the following story documented in the Longmont Museum's Dia de los Muertos exhibit...more inspiration for your Dia de Bloglandia preparations...
"The butterfly is a universal symbol of change, resurrection, transformation, celebration, love, and the soul.
According to indigenous beliefs in Michoacan, Mexico, the butterfly represents the soul of the deceased returning to Earth to visit their loved ones.
Coincidentally, 20 million Monarch butterflies migrate every year from all over North America, crossing borders on their journey to Michoacan."
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Whenever I see a butterfly, or a dragonfly for that matter, I believe it to be a spirit of someone I know paying me a visit. I almost always think it is my daughter saying hello. I love this idea.
Fantastic photos.
Recently, while oin Taos, NM, I took many photos of a cemetery. So many crosses, and each with a butterfly, colorful and very large, adorning the center of each cross. It was a wonderful mplace as this is.
Peace
Posted by: Spadoman | October 09, 2011 at 08:45 AM
stephanie...such soulful beauty. i am taken with butterflies, as many are. a spark of life that floats from flower to flower with wings of gossamer beauty, yet strong enough to make this migration is such a inspiration to live a passionate life.
in my appreciation of fragility with the strength of steel, i am propagating Asclepias tuberosa, an important host plant for the monarch.
i love your photographs and the idea that butterflies are visiting souls. i also feel my father is speaking to me every time i find a heart shaped stone.
i love the way we embrace dia de los muertos as a tradition. i also love the way so many of us "find" our loved ones near us in our day to day.
again, i am so honored to be sharing in hosting dia de bloglandia, such a beloved blog tradition from you and susanna!
xoxoxoxoxo
Posted by: rebecca | October 09, 2011 at 09:16 AM
Stephanie, that's so beautiful. You taught me something new about the glorious butterfly. I will forever now look at the butterfly in a different way. How wonderful to think that a lingering butterfly could be someone's soul/spirit.Inspiring and intense. Thank you.
Posted by: gloria | October 09, 2011 at 11:08 AM
Last year a butterfly landed on my shoulder. I knew it was a blessing. The migration of the Monarchs amazes me!
Posted by: gemma | October 09, 2011 at 12:04 PM
I've been fortunate enough to see the amazing butterflies in Michoacan and will never forget the experience. Your work is lovely and such a beautiful tribute to this symbol of birth, death and the eternal cycle of the soul.
Posted by: Kate I | October 09, 2011 at 01:25 PM
I love those golden oranges of the monarch, the marigolds, and the candles. A butterfly is so delicate and fragile, and the fact that they travel as far as they do - it's inspiring! :))
Posted by: Pam | October 09, 2011 at 02:19 PM
Butterflies, to me, are symbols of here today maybe gone tomorrow and the fragility of life. Beautiful pictures.
Adriana
Posted by: Adriana Esqueda | October 09, 2011 at 02:33 PM
just today at the beach
while gathering stripeys
I found a pair of wings...
beautiful post,
xox - eb.
Posted by: elizabeth bunsen | October 09, 2011 at 02:38 PM
When I see a butterfly, I give thanks and praise...
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | October 09, 2011 at 05:37 PM
I had no idea that Longmont had such a big community affair for Dia de los Muertos. Ho wonderful-and that it is indeed spreading more and more throughout our lives. Loved all the butterflies-I am ready to fly!
Posted by: Paula Scott: Molokai Girl Studio | October 09, 2011 at 08:24 PM
Stephanie, I read the most wonderful book last week which is about the migration from the northern U.S. from the POV of a young Latino woman raised by her grandma. I highly recommend it. It is called, "The Butterfly’s Daughter, " by Mary Alice Monroe. I intend to write more about this next week. I just love your photos and the info you have provided.
Posted by: Fran aka Redondowriter | October 09, 2011 at 09:17 PM
Lovely photos, Stephanie! The morning my father died, I saw a migrating monarch in my yard. I have always associated that butterfly with my father's soul. I've been using them on my Day of the Dead altars ever since. Can't believe that the show includes this stunning exhibit of monarchs you have photographed.
Posted by: Laurie Zuckerman | October 09, 2011 at 09:54 PM
i so love your posts : ) i posted about dia de bloglandia today on my blog : )
Posted by: tami | October 10, 2011 at 08:37 AM
~~the soul!~~
when i watch butterflies
being born
i do wonder
now
if i am watching a soul
releasing...
:-)
i will never look on this
the same....
Posted by: somepinkflowers | October 10, 2011 at 08:44 AM
We have a butterfly sanctuary in Santa Cruz; went last year when they were hanging from the trees. When I was growing up, in Iowa, they would migrate through our neighborhood. For a couple days our trees would be completely orange and then the next day: gone. We never saw them in motion.
Posted by: Ascender Rises Above | October 18, 2011 at 01:08 PM