Oregon writer, Rain Trueax, and Oregon painter, Diane Widler Wenzel co-author Rainy Day Thought. Diane generally posts on Wednesdays and Rain on Saturdays. There may be extra days or changes as situations warrant. Comments are always welcome and appreciated as it turns an article into a discussion.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

The Blue Butterfly

'The only way to catch a miracle is believe in it."

Do you have a friend who when they say, hey you gotta see this film, you know you will like it? Earlier this week, a friend like that sent an email to tell me about The Blue Butterfly.

The movie is inspired by a true event-- the search for the Blue Morpho by a boy dying of cancer. In the movie, a boy and his mother ask a famous entomologist, played by William Hurt, to help him as a last wish. The story mostly takes place in the Costa Rican rain forest as three people are changed through the boy's quest. It is mystical, beautiful, thought provoking, and heartwarming. The forest, wildlife, bugs, actors, mysticism are all characters as the story unfolds to an uplifting conclusion.

I am not much of a bug expert. My usual comments when I see a butterfly run about like this-- pretty gold butterfly, oh there's a red one... Butterflies though are inspirational to me and I appreciate their beauty wherever I see them. They are very symbolic.

One year, when I was much much younger, we were camping in the Cascade Mountains with our families. Our daughter was a year old and stayed with her grandma in camp, while the rest of us hiked into a more remote mountain stream with a waterfall. As we walked down the stream, we came into an opening in the forest with a beautiful pool and small falls where there were hundreds if not thousands of Monarchs. They had gathered for some purpose known only to maybe an entomologist and themselves.

The very nature of a butterfly is a bit mystical to me. They develop from tiny eggs, to caterpillars, to a chrysalis and then emerge a beautiful butterfly. They know what they must consume to survive. Nobody teaches them how to do any of it. They just know.

Then in the case of the Monarch, they migrate great distances to temperate climates for the winter. The ones in Oregon go as far as a valley in Mexico. Not one butterfly will return to where they were originally born. They breed along their way back to their summer homes, but it is their offspring who will return to that home.

How do they know? It's the kind of thing that should encourage us all to follow and develop our own instincts. Seeing a film about butterflies, about throwing yourself into your dream, was a special treat for me. My friend was right.

8 comments:

Alan G said...

Hi Rain,

Well I was out “blog hopping” (don’t know if that is a real ‘term’ but that is what I call it) and ran across your blog while visiting “Time Goes By”. I noted your latest post in particular dealing with the subject of the butterfly. I found the migration of the Monarch Butterfly that you briefly touched on as absolutely mind-boggling. Having seen a couple of excellent documentaries on the subject I became quite interested in the subject. If I recall correctly, I think they say that three generations pass between the time they leave their wintering grounds until they return the following year. One of those generations is born and developed in route and has to be accomplished via the “Milkweed” plant which is extremely crucial to the propagation of the species and as a food source.

I will keep my eye open for the film “The Blue Butterfly” and I am sure I will be dropping back by again soon. I also, as many of your other visitors, enjoy the art of photography.

Claude said...

I've seen the movie and absolutely loved it. It's really worth watching.

fred said...

Added to the queue at Netflix--a bug picture (and more!) Right up my alley--thanks.

Sonia said...

I will rent this movie as soon as possible! Thanks!

Dick said...

That sounds like a good movie but I am still a little nervous about watching tear-jerker type movies involving death. Still a little too close to home. It was recommended that I watch one called, "To Dance With the White Dog." I couldn't find it to rent so ended up buying it but haven't watched it yet. Maybe before too much longer.

Mary Lou said...

THere is a park in Monterey California, that the Monarchs return to every year. By the Millions!! When they arrive, you cant get near the place because of all the tourists. THe butterflies hang from the trees like leaves! and the entire trees are covered with these Orange and Black Butterflies!! It is quite the sight! (not to mention the mess on your windsheild!! UGH)

goldenlucyd said...

Rain,
I enjoyed catching up on your posts. I think you did a great job on the self-portrait---can't imagine how you did it by computer. I still haven't figured out links!
The monarch stories were wonderful---I've been reading horror stories about how global warming has affected the monarch population. It made me sad to think about anything happening to them---or us!
Will check on this movie for certain. Thanks!

Sandy said...

Thanks for the tip a while back about this movie Rain. We watched it a few evenings ago and thought pretty much the same as you did. It's a wonderful reminder that miracles are still with us.