We are all connected. Sometimes that makes me feel warm and fuzzy, and sometimes I simply refuse to accept it. There are people out there I’d rather distance myself from. And I don’t like the responsibility of believing that every action I take makes a big difference anywhere. But then I think about that little butterfly in South America – the one who flaps its wings and affects the weather in Kansas. They call it the Butterfly Effect. That’s a small thing, to flap your wings. It comes natural for a butterfly. My problem has been that I’ve thought I had to do something HUGE. I thought I had to make a HUGE difference, solve a HUGE problem, achieve something HUGE. And I never measured up. I could never solve a world problem. Or even a local one. And I felt a failure. But more and more I’m thinking in terms of butterfly wings. If I plant flowers and the bees come, if I take a walk and am calmed by nature, if I smile at the checker at the grocery store, if I take a photo of a dandelion puff simply to marvel at its patterns, maybe that’s my butterfly wing contribution for the day.