One day, several years ago, I was up on a mountain on a warm, sunny September day. A butterfly came to visit me. It landed on me, stayed on or around me for a couple of hours.
While the butterfly was visiting, two other people came to talk with me. The butterfly visited with them too.
This was a difficult period of life for me. I experienced the butterfly visit as a brief act of kindness, a good deed done by the butterfly.
