A Ladybug Landed on Me

I took it as a sign. So I googled the symbolism of ladybugs:

“Ladybug: Perhaps best known as an emblem of luck, the Ladybug is a love symbol too. Asian traditions hold to the belief that if caught and then released, the Ladybug will faithfully fly to your true love and whisper your name in his/her ear. Upon hearing the Ladybug’s message your true love will hurry his/her way to your side. The number of spots on a Ladybug’s back is said to indicate the number of months to pass before the wish for love comes true.”

Damn…this ladybug had a LOT of spots. The most I’ve ever seen on a ladybug – around 9. Looks like I’ll be single for awhile longer.

Maybe my true love lives in another country. It might take a ladybug 9 months to fly to Italy. Or Australia. Unless he was a smart ladybug, and landed on someone who was walking onto an airplane flying to wherever my true live resides. Ladybugs fly free!

And when the ladybug finds my true love, does his whisper plant a subconscious inspiration in my true love’s mind? Do  ladybugs speak English? What about Italian? Does the ladybug give the guy my home address, or just the city and a ” good luck, man”? Does the ladybug describe my physical beauty and my positive character traits, or does he only whisper my name? If you catch and release a bunch of ladybugs, do they all go to the same guy? Wouldn’t that be kinda freaky, being swarmed by whispering ladybugs?

9 months from now puts us in March of 2011, the month of my 32st birthday. Hopefully I’ll find out by then.

In the meantime, I’m happy doing what *I* want to do, solidifying what makes me happy and nourishes my soul, and working out the sharp edges that clipped the wings of my last relationship. So, if that ladybug takes 9 months to get to my man, that’s fine with me. I’ll be over here, enjoying myself.