The Butterfly Pavilion

In an effort to bid winter a farewell, my friends Caitlin, Nicole, Rosita, and I pay a visit to the Butterfly Pavilion in Westminster, Colorado.  Watching and waiting to catch a glimpse of the bright azure, cream, and brown wings, we find surprise at every turn as butterflies soar over our heads.

The wings of designs from kaledioscope to stained glass creates a mystique of desire, but a feeling of caution when I remember the Japanese belief that a swarm of butterflies is a bad omen.  What makes these creatures so fascinating?  I find them intriguing as I think on the duality of their nature: alluring vs. threatening.

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Two black and red butterflies catch my eyes, a symbol of love to the Chinese.  As their wings rapidly fan, I think of the Japanese belief that the butterfly is the personification of a person’s soul rapidly fluttering, reminding me of its presence.  When a brown butterfly grabs my attention, perching on the rear pockets of a woman’s jeans, I giggle at it’s playful disposition, a symbol of good luck.  However, we’re notified by an employee that butterflies taste with their feet and landing on our skin confuses their tastebuds that pick up our skin’s oil.  Such a forewarning reminiscent of the Filipino belief that a black butterfly landing on you is a prediction for death.  More colors of butterflies appear, including red-orange, creamy yellow, and blue, their bright accents representative of the Aztec belief that butterflies symbolize fire and warfare.

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This doesn’t stop our curiosity as Caitlin, Nicole, Rosita, and I wander through the unique collection of colorful wings.  A tune my elementary teacher sister sings to her students begins to replay in my mind: “Egg, larva, pupa, adult.”  It may seem a silly children’s song, but it brings to life our fascination with the metamorphoses of a butterfly.  Like the soul, the butterfly changes, it arises from the chrysalis, shedding its dead skin, now a shell, and is a completely new creature ready to spread its stained glass patterned wings.  A representation of dualities, death and birth, as a new figure awakens from the skeleton of its former self.  It continues this mirror of dualities, continuing to be a sign of amazement throughout the world.

This post is a part of #PhotoFriday hosted by Pierced Wanderings and Monday Escapes hosted by Packing My Suitcase and My Travel Monkey.

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  1. bettyl - NZ

    Hubby knows that I love butterfly houses and usually has one for each holiday. I am loving your butterflies with all their great colors and shapes.

    • brooklyntvlasich

      That’s awesome you have a butterfly house! I’m glad you’re enjoying all of these butterflies as much as I did.

  2. Pierced Wonderings

    I’ve been to the butterfly pavilion in Westminster! My best friend lives in Loveland and her in-laws are in Denver. Over the years, I’ve spent an incredible amount of time with them. Butterflies are such incredible creatures, and you are right about our fascination with metamorphosis. Thank you for sharing so much about how other cultures view butterflies. So much I didn’t know!

    Thanks for joining us this week for Photo Friday!

    • brooklyntvlasich

      Hi Jennifer,
      Thank you for visiting and I’m excited you enjoyed my post and shared your own thoughts about butterflies. I’m happy to be a part of Photo Friday!

  3. Kate

    Great photos! #MondayEscapes

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  4. Packing my Suitcase

    I also find butterflies so fascinating! When I was a kid I used to play a lot with the ones I found in my house’s garden back in Brazil. They were all yellow 😀
    The black and blue one is amazing!

    Thank you for joining #MondayEscapes

    • brooklyntvlasich

      Sounds like a fun experience to have for childhood! I would love to be surrounded by butterflies in my backyard.

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