Recently, as a friend and I were enjoying a quiet convo-and-cocktail, we were unexpectedly treated to scores of dragonflies sparkling in the late afternoon sunshine as they circled the backyard beside the crepe myrtle tree.
Today, after meditating on the element of air, I went outside to ground myself and was delighted to see that the dragonflies had returned. I looked up to see white clouds drifting lazily across the azure sky; dragonflies flitted as I felt the cool evening breeze caress my skin.
And, engaging in another airy pursuit, I logged on and researched the wisdom of the dragonfly at Shamanism – Working with Animal Spirits. One of the teachings of dragonfly is understanding dreams. Cool.