Fly Butterfly, Fly!
Fly Butterfly, Fly! is the English version of ¡Vuela, Mariposa!¡Vuela! published thanks to the special collaboration of my dearest friend MªTeresa Conill. She has written the wounderful words to express in English the difficult feeling of mourning. Thank you, Mª Teresa! Thanks for the nice work done but, mainly, for your always sincere friend-relationship!
Fly Butterfly, Fly! Is a simple story, seen from the experience of a little mouse, on the feelings of love that flood our hearts along life and turn into pain when the separation takes place. It shows us the different phases of sadness and the most common feelings during the process to develop mourning until we reach the time of its settlement. The story is based in the Oyakudachi concept because the child can feel identified with the little mouse and verifies, along the story, that he shares his feelings. And as if it were a mourning group, and he would be listening to their experiences, feeling identified with them, he learns to understand himself and to get over with a better attitude the sad
situation that now surrounds him.
Fly Butterfly, Fly! has come up in an attempt, in my condition of mother, to mitigate the feelings of loss of my little daughter and her need to understand what seems incomprehensible to her: that those who have loved are not with us anymore, that they have left, that we cannot see them anymore. The astonishment to see that person in a different place, without quite understanding the reason for it, and ignoring the
magnitude of the possible consequences, the feelings of abandonment, but also the guilt, the wish to be with her, the need to keep her by our side, no matter what, and the evolution process until reaching the understanding (although yet somewhat incomplete because of her age) that loving means acceptance and to let “fly”.
I would have liked to put music to the pages so that the melody would wrap you and help also to reflect. After listening to some of them, I have found some that could add the perfect melodies to five scenes of Fly Butterfly! ¡Fly!
I invite you to navigate and find the songs, listen to them, feel them and let yourselves be taken by them.For me, “My way” by Revaux, Francois, Thibaut and Anka, popularized by Frank Sinatra, could perfectly describe the serenity with which he caterpillar faces her
metamorphosis while spinning her silk. It is the serenity that, surprisingly,characterizes quite old people who are not afraid of dying; they only suffer for their loved ones, but not for themselves. The long way covered for such a long time, has offered them this gift, this temperance unique in those that have already culminated the peak. In the meantime, those who accompany them and share their life, we feel stunned, discouraged, we feel disheartened, without value, not knowing who we are . . .as Mariah Carey wrote in her song “Without you”.