Dragonfly

dragonfly

This summer I’ve been constantly delighted by dragonflies.  Kayaking along the Wallkill River in the Catskills, a beautiful purply-green dragonfly alighted on the prow of my little boat and accompanied me for a long stretch of my journey.  In England last month, I sat to meditate in my parents back garden and afterwards opened my eyes  to find a dragonfly hovering an inch from my nose. It seemed to be peering at me with great intensity.  And out walking in fields, I’ve encountered flotillas of shimmering iridescent blue dragonflies zipping around my ankles.

The dragonfly symbolizes resurrection and renewal after hardship in Native American legend.  And in Japanese culture they symbolizes joy, strength and new light. It is one of our oldest creatures. Its ancestors date back nearly 350 million years. Its brief existence seems to be all about waiting to take wing.  It spends up to 5 years cocooned underwater as a nymph (a larvae). Then one night in spring or summer it crawls to the surface and buds its beautiful wings. This magical new flying creature lasts only a few days or weeks and then it is gone.

I suspect Laura still sends me winged creatures to surprise and delight me. Since her passing, I’ve seen so many beautiful butterflies, dragonflies, and last night, I found a very large and unusually pretty moth sitting beside me in bed, on Laura’s pillow. It looked like it was settling in for the night, so I wished it goodnight and put out the light.

 

 

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