Dear Dragonfly

To the dragonfly that likes to fly around my car on the campus parking lot,

I love how I have never seen you until this semester–my last semester at this university.

I don’t know where you come from, nor where you go. I don’t know how many times you have peacefully, smoothly glided past my car. I don’t know why you decided to show up this semester of all semesters.

Or maybe I just haven’t had the eyes to see you until now.

But what I do know is that I’m grateful for you. For those first few days when I saw you every morning before going into work. For that third day when I finally decided to look up your symbolism. For that discovery of your multiple meanings: change, transformation, wisdom, light, adaptability in life.

Apparently you show up to those who need a reminder to be joyous and flexible.

And of course, on all the days you have showed up since that first morning, I’ve always found myself stressed. Cramped. Exhausted. Inflexible. Immovable.

Yet here you are, flying by my car–my car named Sparrow.

I believe you are the messenger of your Creator and my Creator. I believe He is using you to tell me that I only need to look up, to let go, to live.

Life isn’t about my schedules.

Life isn’t about my overthinking.

Life isn’t about stuffing all my exaggerated to-dos into tight boxes that I cramp into a day.

Life is about sunshine. Blue, cloudless skies. Music lilting in the background. Delicately beautiful flowers. Rooted trees. Late night drives with friends–windows rolled down, music blaring. Bubbling brooks. Crunchy leaves. Gold sunlight filtering through a ceiling of green leaves. Calm patterned ripples of a lake gently kissing the burnt-marshmallow-colored shore. Back porch conversations with family, wood and flesh bathed in the wine-stained glow of the sunset. Rain showers during a spring afternoon. Rainstorms on winter nights, a fire toasting the house and a mug of hot chocolate smooching cold hands.

You, little dragonfly, are a part of this world. This creation made by your God, my God.

Thank you for relaying His message to me. That I am a part of this world too. That I am a being of change, capable of transforming into newer, better forms. That I can adapt and glide through the air like it’s nothing.

Thank you for teaching me, little dragonfly.

Feel free to stop by my car anytime.

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  1. This is nice, Kaylee.

    “Then He said, ‘Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord.’ And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a still small voice.”

    And sometimes, perhaps, the “voice” is not a voice at all, but a buzz, a chirp, a whir.

    Related, though different, this sonnet from Wordsworth came up this week:

    The world is too much with us; late and soon,
    Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
    Little we see in Nature that is ours;
    We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
    This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
    The winds that will be howling at all hours,
    And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
    For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
    It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
    A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
    So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
    Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
    Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
    Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.


    Hope to see you soon!
    Jeremy

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    1. Jeremy, I love these references! They are both great reminders to pay attention to the small, beautiful things in life. This is definitely a lesson I have been learning lately, and I find that the more I pay attention the small whirs and whispers and buzzes, the less I crave the noises of the wind, earthquake, and the fire. The more in tune with Nature I become, the less I crave the technological and busybody society we find ourselves in.
      Thank you, as always, for sharing your thoughts with me!

      See you soon!
      Kaylee

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