Moth symbolism


moth (Photo credit: stuant63)

So, something you may not know about the Bear.  He’s 6’6″, 300+ lbs, sports a mean-looking mohawk, and generally looks bad ass.  However, he hates, hates HATES moths.  He runs from our porch steps to the door as quickly as possible, because their fluttery hijinx freak him out.  As his loving, doting wife, I obviously find this hilarious.

A few weeks ago, he spotted what he described as a huge greenish moth, and I think it was a luna moth that he saw.  But moths aren’t just popping up for him, I’m also finding them in strange places and dreams, as if they’re trying to get my attention.  So, being the superstitious person that I am, I decided to do some research into moth symbolism.

Luna Moth

Luna Moth (Photo credit: kpauli)

To me, on a completely intuitive level, the moth represents tenacity.  If you’ve ever seen a moth hurtle headfirst into a lightbulb over and over, you know what I mean.  They also try to do whatever they can to be near any light source, and will hang onto a window for HOURS if there’s a lightsource inside.

I could certainly use some tenacity in my life.  I’ll take that as a lesson.  My second job just ended (I worked for my parents’ shop for 19 years, and they just sold it), so it really is time for me to get serious about doing something good for myself.  On that note, I’ve been writing quite a lot, and I just got a new power cable for my laptop, so I will be able to edit Altar of Change.  I’m excited.  It may be somewhat publishable soon.  We’ll see.  🙂

Other moth symbolism: Lunar energies of intuition, psychic awareness, vulnerability, attraction, and determination.  Moths aren’t like butterflies who emerge from a soft chrysalis.  They build around themselves a hard, crunchy shell, and when they emerge, they’re very soft and vulnerable to the elements.  Like me.  (No elaboration needed.  :-D)

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Other animal omens

I’ve also had quite a few other critters show up in my life.

First, the ant bite.  (I’m thinking about tattooing a small, pink dot there on my finger to commemorate the event.)  Ants, to me at least, represent industriousness and hard work.  They’re relentless when they’re pursuing their goal, and organize themselves to get it.  They also have that hive-mind mentality, which doesn’t really apply to me, but I think the industriousness definitely applies.

Second, I heard a fight between a hawk and two crows a few mornings ago.  I don’t know what it was over, and I didn’t actually SEE it, just heard it as I was waking up in the morning/afternoon.  (I’m a night person)  I don’t know exactly who won, but everyone flew off in different directions cawing or screeing depending on species.

Bear and I, (The Ravensons), are fighting something really big right now that I don’t want to talk about here.  We have this one huge, looming, terrible thing that we’re trying really hard to avoid.  I’m choosing to see the crows as us, and I’m choosing to believe that they chased the predatory hawk away from their home, or somehow defended themselves from the hawk.  That’s what works for me and my mindset right now, and dammit, that’s what it represents if I say so.  😀

I also found this sad little guy outside a drug store.  He was in front of a window, and I suppose he had flown into the window.  I thought he might be a parakeet because of his bright coloring, but then I looked up parakeet and realized that the beak was all wrong.  I also realized that I know virtually nothing about smaller bird species.  He (?) appears to be a small warbler or wagtail of some sort.


Aside from the obvious symbolism of the death of something innocent and beautiful, or perhaps the dying of the year in preparation for winter, I don’t know what else this could symbolize.  It was just sad.  So, weirdo that I am, I took a picture.  *shrug*

Here’s something happier.