Have you ever heard the story of the Dragonfly? I hadn’t until a few months ago. I have loved them and been in awe of them since I was a little girl. I remember one summer, we were living on Jefferson in Ogden and we were just next door playing in the neighbors front yard. My thoughts about that summer night are different now, since I have heard the story. As my sister and brother and I and another neighbor girl were running around there appeared a swarm of dragonflies! I have never seen anything like it since then, this is the first time I remember seeing them. They were BEAUTIFUL, each one different, so many different colors and each with four wings that sparkled in the setting sun light… I put my arms out and pretended I was a dragonfly, fluttering around without a care in the world. My little girls mind wished I could be a dragonfly, what a wonderful life they must have, they get to fly, they are beautiful. Oh how I wished I could fly away with them and be beautiful, I could live on flowers, and fly in the clouds.
Fast Forward 20 something, ok maybe 30 something summers… I have been trying to get flowers that dragon fly’s love… I don’t see them much, but I have been determined to have some come and “visit” my yard. I did it! I found some flowers that Dragonfly’s love to hang out on… They come every summer.
Last summer my sister, Caylee, and I were talking about flowers, then she said she couldn’t wait until she could have a yard so she could plant as many flowers as I had. (She has helped me many times with my yard). Then of course I told her I found my “Dragonfly flower”. We walked over and sure enough as I showed her a pretty little dragon fly was resting on a leaf. I told her as soon as she had her “Yard” I would bring her over a start, so she too could have some Dragonfly’s visit her.
Then a few months later, Caylee’s time here was done… She loved Dragonfly’s, one of her brother’s (Mom’s side), found the perfect story to read at her funeral.
The Story of the Dragonfly
Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony , living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in awhile one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more.
“Look!’ said one of the water bugs to another.
“One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?
Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched,d the water bug disappeared from sight It’s friends waited and waited but she didn’t return.
“That’s funny!” said one water bug to another.
“Wasn’t she happy here?” asked a second water bug.
“Where do you suppose she went?” wondered a third.
No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled. Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together.
“I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why.”
“We promise,” they said solemnly.
One Spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found herself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up she went. Before she knew what was happening, she had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.
When she awoke, she looked about with surprise. She couldn’t believe what she saw. A startling change had come to her old body. Her movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as she struggled, she felt an impulse to move her wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. She moved her wings again and suddenly found herself up above the water. She had become a Dragonfly!
Swooping and dipping in great curves, she flew through the air. She felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by, the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was that she chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, she was right above her old friend, the water bugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as she had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise:
“The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where
he or she went and why.”
Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly she hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that she was a dragonfly, she could no longer go into the water.
“I can’t return!” She said in dismay. “At least I tried, but I can’t keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I’ll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they’ll understand what happened to me, and where I went.”
And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.
I also shared this with a friend, who recently lost her Cousin, Mandy, to Cancer… Mandy also loved Dragonfly’s. So I believe, that every time we see a Dragonfly, maybe it is someone’s soul saying Hello.
Now you can see why my thoughts on Dragonfly’s have changed, I think on that summer day, those Dragonfly’s were those souls, that have always been by my side, they couldn’t prevent anything bad from happening to me, but instead they were a reminder that I was never alone.
So maybe, just maybe, Dragonfly’s are a little bit more than just a pretty bug…