The White Butterfly
On a beautiful spring day I was enjoying a leisurely hike in Coldwater Canyon with Ginger and her two dogs.
A white butterfly flew by and I said aloud, “Hi Pauline.”
“Who are you talking to?” Ginger asked.
“The butterfly.” I replied.
“Oh really?”
“Yea, it’s a tribute to the daughter of one of my clients. She died at the age of nineteen of some rare disease. It’s sad but it’s a great story. Do you want to hear it?”
“Sure. I’d love to.”
“Well, a few years ago I received a call from a famous French singer. She was mourning the death of her daughter Pauline. During our session she told me that her daughter loved to paint cats and butterflies. A couple of weeks later, I was taking a walk with a Korean girlfriend named Sue and sitting on the road was a white butterfly and for some reason, I decided to pick her up and she didn’t fly away. In fact, she sat on my heart for the duration of our walk and even in the car all the way home. This white butterfly sat on my heart for over a half-hour without budging. Sue was freaking out. In her heavy Korean accent she kept screaming, “I can’t believe it. I never see butterfly do dat. I play with butterfly all da time in Korea when I was little girl. I never see butterfly do dat.”
Sue was tripping hard. Then I said to her, “Well, I feel this butterfly is my client’s daughter Pauline. She’s telling me that I need to call her Mother in France because she’s very upset.”
A few days later my cat walks into my house with a dead butterfly in her mouth and again I heard Pauline say, “My Mother wants to call you but she’s too distraught. Will you please call her?”
I immediately called her Mother in France. When she picked up the phone she was sobbing and when she heard it was me she said, “I wanted to call you but I just couldn’t because I’m too upset. Today is the day my daughter died.”
Finally, another week passed and I was taking a walk in the park and I saw a beautiful Monarch butterfly just sitting there and this time it was dead but it was absolutely perfect. It had no tears on its wings or any other sign of distress. So I took it home and put it on my altar then I heard Pauline say, “Please call my Mother and tell her that in death I am perfect.”
And ever since, whenever I see a white butterfly I always say “Hi Pauline.”
There is a white butterfly that flies up to my window every morning.
On December 6th, 2014, I posted that I was doing free “three minute readings” on my Goddess Central Facebook page and I spoke to a mother who told me that she had literally just liked my page when I posted my offer. This dear woman lost her precious daughter who was brutally murdered and the first thing I said to her was,
“Well, I am getting that the man was caught right after he killed her.”
“Yes he was.”
“I am also getting that he was going to kill a lot more girls”
She said, “Yes, he even told the police that.”
Then, I said, “Well I know this is going to be very hard for you to wrap your head around, but I am getting that your daughter was an Angel and she literally incarnated just to stop this man. In other words, she was in Spirit and he was on Earth and was already exhibiting signs of cruelty and she saw where that was going so she decided to incarnate and stop him. That is why he was caught right after he killed her and the reason she guided you to me is because she does not want you to see her as a victim for the rest of your life. She wants you to see her as a Warrior Angel of God who had no intention of staying here longer than necessary.”
Then I told her, I am going to send you a story called “The White Butterfly” about another mother who lost her daughter to a rare disease at the age of 19. I sent her the story and this is what the she wrote to me after reading it. I was blown away and I think you will be too.
Dec 6th, 3:44pm
I’m literally in tears right now, last week a friend of mine who is a seer like you told me that my daughter came to her and kept showing her an image of a white butterfly and saying she really loves the white butterfly story! I have been seriously racking my brain to try and figure out what she meant by that, until now. The story you have told me my daughter loves and she did in fact connect us for the reading, the guidance and the white butterfly it has now been validated, my friend that is the seer showed me a picture of the butterfly that my daughter kept showing her and this is the one thank you so much
GODDESS CENTRAL
Dec 6th, 3:49pm
I am speechless . . . that is truly amazing. You see sweetheart. Your daughter really is an angel