It seems that everywhere I go these days, I find something that relates to my current journey. Although I know that it is probably because I am looking, I have never experienced anything quite like this. It is as though once I opened up to the universe, the universe opened up to me.
In addition to the little heart I found in my front yard last week, I have received a fortune cookie fortune all about dreams, got to see my nephew for the first time in nearly a year, and found a giant plastic ladybug under the bar of my sun awning.
The other night my friends and I went out to dinner at a Vietnamese restaurant. After an excellent meal of green tofu in curry sauce with veggies, the time came for the reading of fortune cookies. One friend had a fortune about money, another about love, and another didn’t quite make sense. Then, it was my turn to read out loud:
In order to achieve your dreams, you have to have one.
I erupted into giggles, given my recent quest with dreams and wishes. How fitting! It is as though my life philosophy was captured on that little slip of paper. Of course, this is not the first time that I have had a fortune cookie fortune relate to something pressing in my life, but given that my friends’ fortunes didn’t seem to fit their situations, I took mine a little bit more to heart. After all, I am in the swells of a vast dream. I have one! I do!
Then, this afternoon, my nephew and the plastic lady bug appeared.
I have been estranged from my nephews for more than a year. Their mother (my brother’s ex-wife) has refused to let anyone in my family see the kids because of a grudge she carries against my brother. Today, my brother calls to say that he is bringing his youngest son to visit me. At first I didn’t believe him because in the past, his mother has agreed to a visit, and then changed her mind minutes before they were supposed to leave, but my mother confirmed that they were on the way.
I have grieved the loss of both boys. One of the reasons I worked so hard to move home is because I was so frustrated with having to miss football games, Valentine’s parties, Christmas plays, and all of the moments in which an aunt can be so proud of her nephews. However, not long before I moved home, my brother and his now ex-wife went through a bitter break up, and she took the kids away from all of us. They were nine and eleven at the time.
In many ways, they filled a gap that was left behind when my children died. I never saw them as replacements, but certainly as children who needed and wanted my love and support. Now, I feel their absence at each holiday, on their birthdays, and on special days in my life. It is as though I am living in a kind of limbo. They are not gone forever, but I cannot be with them. I feel like Tantalus, just inches away from what I need with no relief.
Our visit went well. He is taller and darker haired than last year, and he hugged me warmly and told me he missed me. It was hard to say goodbye to him, but I kept my smile and voice light and cheery. More than anything, I hope that he knows that he is so important to me and that despite his parents’ problems, I love him and want the best for him. He’ll be 12 in a few days, and he will want to spend less and less time with adults than he does now. I miss him and his brother more than I can even admit to myself.
My nephew in all his pre-teen smirkiness.
During his visit, I unrolled the sun awning on my back deck. I looked up when it was fully open and was surprised to see two antennae poking out from behind the bar holding the awning to the house. At first I thought the bug was real, a giant moth perhaps. But as I moved closer, I realized that it was a plastic lady bug. I couldn’t imagine why I had never seen it before. I must have unrolled the awning a dozen times since I moved here.
My nephew climbed up on a deck chair and retrieved it from its hiding it place. It has a hole in the bottom big enough to fit on a child’s finger, which he promptly demonstrated. I imagine it must have fit on the top of a toy or an umbrella or the back of a child’s lawn chair. It was made to be removable, so it was no broken, and it was in perfect condition.
At first I thought that perhaps a child had deliberately placed the ladybug behind the bar, but as I watched my nephew, who is tall for his age, struggle to reach it, I realized that the children who lived here before me could not have put it there. The oldest was a girl of about seven. I have found other momentos of their time in this house, including a picture of all three children, a Scooby Doo sticker on one of the bathroom doors, and a pair of baby nail clippers on the front porch. Clearly, this rubber insect was a long-forgotten remnant as well. I imagine that one of them tossed it up onto the awning and over repeated uses, it made its way up the awning and down to the back of the support bar.
No matter how it got there, I took it is a sign of the universe speaking to me about children, lost and found. I have had some of the first, but none of the second, until this afternoon when I found my nephew once again.
The ladybug sitting on my grill cover, where my nephew thought it looked most photogenic.
I already knew the Asian legend that if you whisper your true love’s name to a ladybug, when it is released, it will fly to your love, deliver its message, and your love will come to you.
However, I was astonished to read the following at The Doorway of Symbolism:
A ladybug can symbolize that
- A new love interest is on the way
- New love in the form of a pregnancy or new born is right around the corner
- Closer attention to loved ones is required at this time
- It’s time to persue your passion and do more of what you love
- Self-love is vital – are you loving yourself enough
I started to dig a little further and found that other sources corroborate this meaning and go even deeper. According to The Cycle of Power: Animal Totems:
A messenger of promise, the ladybug reconnects us with the joy of living. Fear does not live within joy. The need to release our fears and return to love is one of the messages it carries.
Ladybug teaches us how to restore our faith and trust in great spirit. It initiates change where it is needed the most. When ladybug appears it is asking us to get out of our own way and allow great spirit to enter.
Of course, I have been trying to do just those things in my life in general, but with fertility in particular. It is hard for a person with my drive and ambition to let go, but I am getting better at it every single day.
According to the site, Ladybug Lore, ladybugs are considered incredibly lucky in all cultures and to kill one is considered to be bad luck. (Of course, around this part of the country, ladybug infestation is so common that many people do exterminate them.)
Finally, according to Totem Animals:
Ladybug: Life, Rebirth, Abundance, and Hope.
Lady bugs, a type of winged beetle, is a gardener’s friend in keeping other more harmful bugs out of the flower beds. Lady bugs with their bright red shells and black spots carry the magik of rebirth. Red and black are the colors of thoughts and manifestation. Often Ladybug will appear to us when we have an opportunity to succeed, grow, and start something new. All of the beetle family transforms from larvae to adult, showing us we too can transform our lives. Ladybugs can consume large quantities of aphids and other harmful bugs which eat and destroy plants. When we garden with more conscientious we can be aware of this balance within the garden. Allowing nature to show us how it takes care of the pests, without the use of harmful pesticides and chemicals. So as Summer begins to fade into Fall watch for Ladybug to fly into your life. Let Ladybug consume your unwanted fears and encourage new adventures.
Of course, this site makes me want to learn more about totem animals and their meanings, but I think I will save that delightful journey for another day when I have time to explore their potential. For now, I will dwell on the often-missed clues that the universe seems to provide. Would I have saved my fortune cookie fortune this time last year? Would I have noticed the ladybug hiding beneath the support rod if I hadn’t started really looking at the world around me? Would I have had the most wonderful fortune of seeing my nephew if I didn’t begin to believe that the universe will provide?
I am not sure of what all this means. I just know that I have been incredibly moved by each presence. It seems that as each day unfolds, I am greeted with another sign of hope that my dream, my wish, will come true. These signs give me the courage to keep dreaming, to break open a sweet treat, to believe that a mother’s heart can be changed, and to look under a sun awning for hidden joys.
I gave my nephew the ladybug. He gleefully walked away with it stuck high upon his index finger. Not long ago, I would have kept it, fearing that its magic would not work if I gave it away. But I learned a lesson from that ladybug long before I looked up its meaning: Let go, Christina. It’s okay.
Me and my nephew. It's the glasses that make us look related.