A Glimpse of Chasing Butterflies

When I was in grade school, my brothers and I would walk to a park nearby and explore butterflies. Surprisingly, butterflies fly at a constant speed – not as fast as children, but they are catch-able.

That’s what we did. We had a clear mason jar, chased butterflies and placed them into the jar. We would look at them with the curiosity of a child – Why are they colorful? And why do they hang out at the most beautiful places?

Look at their wings. Enjoy the colors. Appreciate their freedom. I named this sticker pack Butterflies. And they are glittered, of course.

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https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/butterflies-glittered-stickers/id1187828689?mt=8

Why I Buy Me Flowers

I love childhood stories of prince and princesses. Princes are generally giving, and princesses generally allow love. Fast forward to years later to today, I thought:

Are you happier if you receive flowers or a Chanel bag from a man? Are you happier if you give flowers or a Chanel bag to a woman?

Every morning, unless you live in the country, we see concrete and walls, tall buildings and fast automobiles, brands and more brands. Yet, there are flowers.

Every time a man gives a woman (or another man) flowers, it reaches deep into our hearts, as if something else in it burns – makes it living, alive, on fire. It softens our whole.

Every time I buy me flowers, I am reminded of my own grace. People call it self love. Surrounded by one of the beauties of the world, there is a certain unexplainable delight.

I called it Delightful Flowers.

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https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/delightful-flowers/id1186577327?mt=8