Dragonflies and Godde Nods

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Dragonflies hold a kind of magical quality for me — like envoys from the other side that cross through the thin places in the veil that separates what the Celts called the “now” from the “more,” carrying a message that makes us pay attention to our lives.

via The Dragonfly Abides – Cathleen Falsani – God’s Politics Blog.

I love dragonflies. They are my totem. A reminder of the beauty of life and to be aware. I don’t remember actually seeing one until this year but this year I have seen several.

Maybe they have been there all along and maybe I am just now centered enough to pay attention. I am not flitting about any longer so now I have eyes to see. Or maybe they are just now showing up. I am in a place of questioning the very existence of Godde. Not whether or not there is a Godde, a universal power, but more that I am questioning who that Godde is, what that Godde is, how to think about that Godde. Maybe those dragonflies are my Godde nod that I am ok.

NPM – April 7th

Fireflies in the Garden

by Robert Frost

Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.

Cicada

Today, as I was immersed in reading a lively online debate about the new Harry Potter book and an apparent parody by Douglas Phillips, the back door opens.

In runs my 8 yos, Noah, yelling,

“Molly, Molly, MOLLY!”

“What?!”, I yell back, “Why do you need Molly?”

He slides to a stop, gulps and gushes, “There’s a BUG outside and we don’t know if it is poisonous!!!”

“Well!”, I laugh, “by all means, get Molly. I am sure she will know!” (Molly is the 14 yod)

A few minutes later, I am in the bathroom and I hear them congregating at the door. Deep sigh as I wonder why I can never have ONE uninterrupted visit to the bathroom. As i come out, Molly holds out her hand and perched there is a cicada.

That was the bug they found. I cautioned her to be careful because they buzz around quite quickly. However, this one must has just emerged from it’s shell as it’s wings were still wet and covered in gel so it wasn’t going anywhere.

I have never seen one up close before. It was so beautiful. Thankfully, we had film and were able to take some photos. We couldn’t use the digital as it is in Romania with my 18 yod so until I can post our pictures, here is a image I found online.

I told them to go check outside because if there is one, there will be many more. This guy must have been a late starter because all they found were the discarded shells.

Noah came in, holding his shirt hem up to form a space and it was full of shells. What a wonderful thing to collect. Today, I am especially in love with their enthusiasm for the beauty of God’s creatures … even cicadas.

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Immersed in the Mystery,

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