The journey for the butterfly to fly here has been long but here she/he is for you to have, my dear one!
There are millions of layers and meanings for me, for the director Ian and millions for you. Post them here, share. I’m happy to answer them all in the vlog during the following days:)
I was in England last week, lit the Christmas lights, got poured over by rain and stardust and came back with a myth for you – the myth that mysteriously found its way to Ian (the magician behind Butterfly film) the same time I sent him the song.
There are so many symbols and hidden meanings behind the film(it’s out 13th December) and the myth is one of them – hear it.
Each night I dream of home ⭐️
Share ourselves in our best and in our worst – that’s what we, songwriters, do
And even if it is sometimes not the most beautiful version of us
And even if it is sometimes not the happiest version of us
it is the most honest version of us we can ever be
And in the end, that’s the only thing that matters
“Butterfly” will be out on December 13. I cannot wait to share. You can follow its journey on http://thebutterflyfilm.com
( read previews pages below)
But to have a new belief one needs to sacrifice the old one.
1.Take your Phoenix to the Hell we all have got inside us and throw it into fire
2.Wait until there are only ashes left
3.Put the ashes into your pocket
4.Notice how the 🥚 grows until it breaks.
5. The new bird is born.
6.Take best care of him.
Impatience is a bliss…well,sometimes
My little child-like mind was a way too impatient for sitting and waiting in the darkness for too long.
As the fairy-kingdom had fallen into ruins I had to build a new castle with the same broken stones on the ground:Otherwise I’d just freeze to death.
I learned to embrace the Creator within and although from that day on I never saw the fairies again -everything was OK-I had way more fascinating creatures around me now.
‘Cause…You know, we can create just a-ny-thing.And I did.
The Magic was not gone but it was just a different kind of magic from that day on:the Magic that came from the inside; the Magic I felt responsible for, the magic that was under control (or at least I believed so)
Does that mean that my fairy-friends never actually existed and I had just made them up with my little head?
“Why are you sad?” they asked,”isn’t it just awesome to know you have the power to Create.Create a-ny-thing-you-want!”
This thought did not cheer me (right away)
We all need someones to create for…and now when the fairies turned out to be just a big lie and a great illusion I felt I had nobody to sing for,nobody to create for.