Have you ever gone looking for one thing and ended up finding something completely different?
That has happened to me more than once. I once moved through a breakup convinced I knew what I needed, only to realize later that the real lesson was about self-worth, not the relationship. And there have been smaller moments, like getting lost on a drive and discovering a place that meant more to me than my original destination.
Recently, another lesson found me in a much simpler—and slightly more annoying—way.
I went to the park hoping for quiet. I wanted to meditate, clear my head, and listen to that inner voice that can be difficult to hear when life gets noisy.
I found a peaceful spot, closed my eyes, and prepared for stillness.
Buzz.
A fly.
I waved it away and tried again.
Buzz.
There it was, circling my head.
At first, I was annoyed. Seriously? I came all the way out here for peace.
Then it occurred to me:
Wait a minute. I’m in the fly’s house.
I was the visitor.
I had entered this outdoor space with my own agenda—quiet, peaceful, restorative—and somehow decided everything around me needed to cooperate.
That made me laugh, but it also made me think.
How often do we decide how something is supposed to go, and when life doesn’t cooperate, label whatever disrupts our plans an interruption?
We resist it. Fight it. Try to make it disappear.
But what if some of the things that keep “buzzing” deserve our attention?
Maybe it’s exhaustion we keep pushing through. A conversation we need to have. Grief we think we should be “over.” A relationship pattern that keeps repeating. Or a dream we keep talking ourselves out of.
That doesn’t mean every uncomfortable feeling carries a profound message. Sometimes a fly is just a fly.
But when something repeatedly gets our attention, perhaps it’s worth becoming curious before trying to silence it.
Instead of asking, How do I make this stop? try asking:
What am I actually feeling?
Is this a moment or a pattern?
What might this be pointing toward?
Sometimes the answer is rest. Sometimes it’s a boundary, a difficult conversation, asking for help, or simply acknowledging, This matters to me.
Eventually, I stopped fighting the fly. I accepted that I was sharing the space with it and returned my attention to the moment.
And then something beautiful happened.
Two large butterflies appeared and seemed to dance right before my eyes.
Maybe they had been there all along. Maybe they had just arrived. Either way, I was finally still enough to notice them.
And perhaps that was the lesson I hadn’t expected:
Acceptance didn’t make the interruption disappear. It changed what I was able to see.
Peace doesn’t always require everything around us to behave the way we want. Sometimes it comes when we stop fighting the moment we’re in long enough to notice what else it holds.
So this month, I’m asking:
What keeps buzzing in my life?
Maybe there’s something buzzing in yours too.
You don’t have to fix it or figure it all out today.
Just become curious enough to listen—and open enough to notice what else might be right in front of you.
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This month’s theme: “What Keeps Buzzing? Learning to Listen to What You Can’t Ignore.”
Remember: Sometimes when we stop resisting what’s buzzing, we finally become still enough to notice the butterflies. 🦋
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