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		<title>By: sonia</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-208990</link>
		<dc:creator>sonia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 12:38:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I must be full of nectar,,since this butterfly kept coming back to me and nibbling on my hand....&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I must be full of nectar,,since this butterfly kept coming back to me and nibbling on my hand&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: Will</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-208941</link>
		<dc:creator>Will</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 20:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I was just out walking my dogs.  We stopped at a coffee shop and I drank some chamomile tea, and then we started walking home on South Lamar,  a busy street in Austin, TX.  It&#039;s a bright sunny day today and I was in good spirits as we walked along.  Amber, my English Beagle, jumped up to try to catch a butterfly that had been following us.  The butterfly evaded her, and without even thinking about it, I transferred both leashes to my right hand, and I calmly reached out with my left hand and the butterfly alighted on my palm and I walked with it for several blocks, marveling at how well it clung to my palm even though the wind blew its orange and black wings hither-thither.  It did not leave me until I started having a conversation with a neighbor in passing.  I was curious to see what it might mean which is why I googled it.  Apparently, nobody knows, probably because the nature of the butterfly is transformation itself.  My instinct tells me that change is in the air.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was just out walking my dogs.  We stopped at a coffee shop and I drank some chamomile tea, and then we started walking home on South Lamar,  a busy street in Austin, TX.  It&#8217;s a bright sunny day today and I was in good spirits as we walked along.  Amber, my English Beagle, jumped up to try to catch a butterfly that had been following us.  The butterfly evaded her, and without even thinking about it, I transferred both leashes to my right hand, and I calmly reached out with my left hand and the butterfly alighted on my palm and I walked with it for several blocks, marveling at how well it clung to my palm even though the wind blew its orange and black wings hither-thither.  It did not leave me until I started having a conversation with a neighbor in passing.  I was curious to see what it might mean which is why I googled it.  Apparently, nobody knows, probably because the nature of the butterfly is transformation itself.  My instinct tells me that change is in the air.</p>
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		<title>By: Joanne</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-206014</link>
		<dc:creator>Joanne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 18:18:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Twenty-four years ago, while sitting outside with my parents, a butterfly circled my dad several times.  Mom shooed it away as she believed that butterflies meant &quot;a new life&quot; which could be perceived as &quot;death&quot; of the one you have now.  The butterfly was insistent and circled until it landed on my dad&#039;s shoulder, much to my mother&#039;s horror.  Six days later, my father died unexpectedly from a massive heart attack.  Today, a small white butterfly landed on my sneaker and was quite content to just sit there.  I told my husband that if I die this week, not to be surprised!  However, after reading other posts of butterflies landing on people, I am trying to believe that my father&#039;s death after the butterfly experience was just a coincidence...at least I hope so!&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Twenty-four years ago, while sitting outside with my parents, a butterfly circled my dad several times.  Mom shooed it away as she believed that butterflies meant &#8220;a new life&#8221; which could be perceived as &#8220;death&#8221; of the one you have now.  The butterfly was insistent and circled until it landed on my dad&#8217;s shoulder, much to my mother&#8217;s horror.  Six days later, my father died unexpectedly from a massive heart attack.  Today, a small white butterfly landed on my sneaker and was quite content to just sit there.  I told my husband that if I die this week, not to be surprised!  However, after reading other posts of butterflies landing on people, I am trying to believe that my father&#8217;s death after the butterfly experience was just a coincidence&#8230;at least I hope so!</p>
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		<title>By: Samantha Dancer</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-204808</link>
		<dc:creator>Samantha Dancer</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Sep 2009 23:24:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Butterflies land on me everyday and i have the worst luck in the world and I&#039;m subdued but not happy. I was beaten by my father and even saw him shot when I was five. I have a drunk step father and my mother has cancer and I had to give up my scholarship in basketball to take care of them both, yet butterflies land on me everyday. And this symbolizies that im happy? I think not.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Butterflies land on me everyday and i have the worst luck in the world and I&#8217;m subdued but not happy. I was beaten by my father and even saw him shot when I was five. I have a drunk step father and my mother has cancer and I had to give up my scholarship in basketball to take care of them both, yet butterflies land on me everyday. And this symbolizies that im happy? I think not.</p>
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		<title>By: Jackie</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-194086</link>
		<dc:creator>Jackie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 16:12:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I have nearly finished my degree and i am finding it hard to obtain work in my chosen field so i decided to get some assistance from the Government (social security).  I did not want to go and i was feeling demoralised and ashamed that i am unable to obtain work.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;As i walked the mile of shame, a beautiful yellow butterfly with black/brown patterns landed on my heart.  (I was wearing a black knitted cardigan, dark brown T shirt and navy jeans).  I smiled.  I didnt feel so ashamed anymore.  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I really do hope that it meams that my life is going to improve.  I have been feeling so depressed lately, no money and a non existent love life.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have nearly finished my degree and i am finding it hard to obtain work in my chosen field so i decided to get some assistance from the Government (social security).  I did not want to go and i was feeling demoralised and ashamed that i am unable to obtain work.</p>
<p>As i walked the mile of shame, a beautiful yellow butterfly with black/brown patterns landed on my heart.  (I was wearing a black knitted cardigan, dark brown T shirt and navy jeans).  I smiled.  I didnt feel so ashamed anymore.  </p>
<p>I really do hope that it meams that my life is going to improve.  I have been feeling so depressed lately, no money and a non existent love life.</p>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-191317</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Jul 2009 19:17:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;I&#039;ve just had a Red Admiral butterfly land on my finger today while out pegging washing in the garden.  It landed on my middle finger, it was amazing to see, so yes seems they do land on people.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve just had a Red Admiral butterfly land on my finger today while out pegging washing in the garden.  It landed on my middle finger, it was amazing to see, so yes seems they do land on people.</p>
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		<title>By: Kirstie</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-190297</link>
		<dc:creator>Kirstie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 12:41:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I was walking in the field with my boyfriend and a butterfly landed on my shoulder, I decided to see whether it would land on my hand if I held it open for it. It came back again and again, until I walked away! I have pictures to prove. 
:)&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yesterday, I was walking in the field with my boyfriend and a butterfly landed on my shoulder, I decided to see whether it would land on my hand if I held it open for it. It came back again and again, until I walked away! I have pictures to prove.<br />
:)</p>
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		<title>By: pauline young</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-186894</link>
		<dc:creator>pauline young</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 15:34:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;i too landed here searching what it means when a butterfly lands you. today i had just gotten my  son down for a rest  in the afternoon n thought be nice for a bit peace to my self in te  garden.i made my self an  espresso  i was lifting the  cup to my mouth when a butterfly landed on my hand i nearly drank it  too lol anyway it sat  there on my  finger looking like a beautifull  piece of jewellery  i said hi to it (dont know why but i did) even when  put  my  coffee  cup  on the ground it stayed there st on my finger for maybe 3 mins first  time thats ever happened  to me what a lovely  experiance that has truly hippyfied me for the day....hope its true that it i  good luck  when they  land on yah x&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i too landed here searching what it means when a butterfly lands you. today i had just gotten my  son down for a rest  in the afternoon n thought be nice for a bit peace to my self in te  garden.i made my self an  espresso  i was lifting the  cup to my mouth when a butterfly landed on my hand i nearly drank it  too lol anyway it sat  there on my  finger looking like a beautifull  piece of jewellery  i said hi to it (dont know why but i did) even when  put  my  coffee  cup  on the ground it stayed there st on my finger for maybe 3 mins first  time thats ever happened  to me what a lovely  experiance that has truly hippyfied me for the day&#8230;.hope its true that it i  good luck  when they  land on yah x</p>
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		<title>By: arthur</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-175599</link>
		<dc:creator>arthur</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 12:22:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;hi googled what does it mean when a butterfly lands on you here i am the other day day i was sitting at a red light in lots of traffic and a yellow butterfly gracfully futtered in my window landed on my heart, and as he come he went its been on my mind scince,
does this have some meaning and if so what&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hi googled what does it mean when a butterfly lands on you here i am the other day day i was sitting at a red light in lots of traffic and a yellow butterfly gracfully futtered in my window landed on my heart, and as he come he went its been on my mind scince,<br />
does this have some meaning and if so what</p>
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		<title>By: rob</title>
		<link>http://laura.moncur.org/archives/2004/07/07/2004-07-07-05-00/#comment-127777</link>
		<dc:creator>rob</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 23:46:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;yea had a butterfly land on my shoulder today while i was smoking a cig and the funniest part was that when i stood up to walk to the bus it didnt fly off till i was getting onto the bus, think it was a monarch looked really cool just chillin on my shoulder&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>yea had a butterfly land on my shoulder today while i was smoking a cig and the funniest part was that when i stood up to walk to the bus it didnt fly off till i was getting onto the bus, think it was a monarch looked really cool just chillin on my shoulder</p>
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