The human heart beats roughly 72 times per minute, 103,680 times per day, and 37,843,200 times per year.
In one minute, our heart moves all of the blood that is inside our body through our entire circulatory system.
That is force.
So why do we realize the impact of our young lives only until we are facing current complications?
Could it be because of short-term minded thinking, habits, and actions where we seize to take into account the repercussions of immediate reward?
The butterfly effect is a concept that states “small causes can have larger effects”.
With some parts of our bodies replacing themselves anywhere from 5 days to 2 weeks to 7 years, what we do in a moment can have a significant impact on our future lives.
There is the Zen philosophy that goes as “The way a person does one thing is the way they do everything”.
Life is made up of moments. And each moment is now. Circumstantially, missing a moment means missing your life.
Butterflies that are smaller, and the ones we tend to see outside in our yards, typically live for only a week or two.
All the way through metamorphosis, they become these beautiful creatures with magnificent wings of pattern and fineness.
Does that shorter life period, speaking in comparison to a human, matter in how rich the butterfly may feel when they first begin to fly?
When I was in 5th grade, our class was given the project to pick a state and make a presentation based on research.
I chose California.
Growing up in New York, I got to learn about the cool, bright orange poppies that swept the California land. And the interesting quail which ran in a funny way.
It was all so fascinating. And on this cardboard banner, sprayed in a deep ocean blue paint, I placed the gold letters across the top C A L I F O R N I A.
There was a sense of knowing that one day, I would somehow end up here.
As of November 2017, my beautiful wife and I have purchased a house in Long Beach, CA, making me an official homeowner in the state I once dreamed of.
Had I not gone away for my parent’s 25th wedding anniversary to Mount Rushmore, and seen the Badlands in South Dakota, I would have never chosen Arizona State University as my college of choice.
And I would have never met my beautiful wife. Which would have me, like a butterfly, some other place.