Seeing a moth — just coincidence, or something more? In many spiritual and cultural traditions, moths are more than quiet visitors.
They appear in moments that stir emotion, reflection, or change.Drawn to Light, Born in Darkness Though they live in shadows,
moths are drawn to light — a powerful symbol of hope during hard times. If you’re feeling lost but still reaching for clarity,
a moth may be a gentle sign: don’t give up.A Spiritual Messenger Some see moths as visitors from the unseen — symbols of
loved ones passed, offering comfort or connection. Their appearance can feel personal, especially in moments of grief or longing.
A Sign of Transformation Like butterflies, moths transform completely. Seeing one during a life transition — in career,
love, or identity — could be life’s quiet whisper: You’re growing. Keep going.
The Zigzag Journey A moth’s flight is uncertain but always toward light. It mirrors our spiritual paths — messy, non-linear, but meaningful.
A Velvet-Winged Message When a moth appears, pause. What were you thinking or feeling in that moment? It might not be just a bug… but a nudge from the universe.
	
					
			
	
	
 
		
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