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endret form, og formen på den nye kroppen ble som øyenstikkerens. Ved å akseptere utfordringen med å bevise sin kraft og magiske dyktighet, mistet dragen sin kraft.

Mannen likte ideen om at dragens hybris ville føre til en mindre mektig, men vakker form. Likevel er øyenstikkeren på sin egen måte et slags magisk vesen, i stand til – som forskere har vist – utrolige bragder, med en form for intelligens som vi mennesker sannsynligvis aldri fullt ut vil forstå. Og en essens som ser ut til å trollbinde alle slags mennesker, fra entomologer til naturskribenter og små barn som leker i dammer.

Selv om mekanikken bak hvordan en øyenstikker «fungerer» har fengslet forskere og militære ledere, har andre aspekter ved insektet lenge fascinert mennesker med en mer mystisk tilbøyelighet. Mannens forskning avslørte at øyenstikkere har hatt en spesiell betydning i kulturer rundt om i verden og gjennom tider. Noen folk har æret øyenstikkeren, andre har fryktet den. Det sier selvfølgelig mer om oss mennesker enn insektet.

Det som slo ham som spesielt merkelig, var at asiatiske og urfolkskulturer tradisjonelt har assosiert øyenstikkeren med positive egenskaper – velstand, harmoni, lykke, hell og renhet – mens en rekke europeiske samfunn anså den for å ha en skadelig og til og med demonisk natur, og kalte den ting som heksedyr, djevelnål og slangetjener. Med tanke på sine egne europeiske røtter, syntes han de sistnevnte assosiasjonene var urovekkende. Hva kunne forklare slike mørke visjoner, så forskjellige fra den godheten som andre folk forestilte seg? Kunne det være naturen til deres religioner, deres åndelige tro?

Mannens forskning gjorde det klart at til tross for alle forskjellene forbinder mange kulturer øyenstikkeren med forandring. Det i seg selv er ikke overraskende, siden metamorfose er sentral i dens liv (og andre insekters). Men hvis han forsto kildene sine riktig, er den typen forandring som øyenstikkeren representerer først og fremst av en indre art: en bevegelse bort fra de kulturelle eller personlige illusjonene som styrer livene våre, men som faktisk skjuler det mest essensielle eller «ekte», og mot en dypere og klarere forståelse – en klarere visjon, kan man si – av selvet, livet og verden, inkludert dens immaterielle aspekter eller det noen vil kalle de «usynlige».

Med andre ord, forandringen øyenstikkeren representerer er et skifte mot økt bevissthet, visdom og klarhet. Mot autentisitet.

Mannen syntes alt dette var oppmuntrende. Kanskje hans uvanlige møter med øyenstikkerne signaliserte at han beveget seg i riktig retning, mot et mer ekte jeg.

Mannen så ut til å gå gjennom en slags indre forandring. Han hadde begynt å stille mer seriøst spørsmål ved og utfordre mange av kulturens vanlige «sannheter», dens verdier, antagelser og avtaler; det vi moderne, høyteknologiske, internettavhengige amerikanere tror vi vet om verden og det større kosmos (eller «skapelsen») og vår plass i det. Han følte at han åpnet seg for forskjellige måter å kjenne verden og være i den på; og det han forestilte seg var større realiteter, utover det enten vitenskap eller religiøse institusjoner kan forklare. Eller engang anse som mulig.

Bildet som stadig gjentok seg, var av ham selv posisjonert på en terskel eller et gjennombrudd, selv om han til tider lurte på om han kanskje sto overfor et større sammenbrudd. Og selv om han bekymret seg for at han noen ganger tok ting (og seg selv) for alvorlig, følte han også at han noen ganger holdt seg tilbake, plaget av tvil, usikkerhet og selvdømmelse.

For et rot jeg er, tenkte han. Men det er sånn som skjer når ting blir rystet opp i hverandre. Så, med et smil og kanskje til og med en liten latter, slo ham en annen kjent tanke: Jeg tenker altfor mye.

Til slutt kunne ikke mannen være sikker på hva øyenstikkernes inntreden i livet hans betydde. Og hvorfor måtte det «bety» noe som helst? Men han var ganske sikker på at det ikke bare skjedde ved en tilfeldighet. Og uansett hvilken betydning eller symbolikk vi mennesker måtte tillegge øyenstikkere, var det som virket mest klart – og viktig – for ham at de hadde fanget oppmerksomheten hans og på en eller annen måte berørt ham, kanskje til og med kommunisert med ham på et nivå han ennå ikke kunne forstå. Og dette: en portal eller et slør hadde åpnet seg, om enn bare kort, og han hadde gått gjennom. På en merkelig og uforklarlig måte hadde verden hans blitt utvidet. Og sier ikke det mye?

Så det er der historien slutter. Bortsett fra dette: som du kanskje har gjettet, er jeg øyenstikkermannen. Og det jeg har delt er så nær sannheten som jeg kan komme, gitt det jeg vet og føler om øyenstikkerhendelsen og det jeg har lært siden de sene sommerdagene – og erkjennelsen av at det alltid er flere lag å utforske.

Du kan være sikker på at jeg kommer til å følge øyenstikkere nøyere med og bli minnet på hvor lite vi mennesker egentlig vet om verden (og oss selv) til tross for alt vi har lært. Og jeg, for min del, vil feire mysteriet.

Å, det er én del til i denne pågående historien som jeg må dele, en nylig opplevelse jeg nesten hadde glemt, selv om jeg ikke vet hvordan det er mulig. En morgen mens jeg drev gjennom det tåkete stedet mellom søvn og våkenhet, hadde jeg enten en drøm eller et syn, der de ødelagte kroppsdelene til øyenstikkeren jeg hadde funnet i hagen min – disse delene fortsatt samlet i en liten hvit eske, plassert på en hylle på soverommet mitt – ble satt sammen igjen for å gjenskape den komplette skapningen. Blant de mange mulige tolkningene, var dette det som slo meg først: en tilbakevending til helhet. Og det er nok for nå.

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Pat Apr 25, 2023
I had a magical encounter of a different sort. On an afternoon hike to a hill not too far from me in NH, I came to an expansive field with hundreds, if not thousands, of dragonflies zooming back and forth over the tall weeds and wildflowers, the sun glistening on their wings. The air was filled with them. What a breathtaking thing to witness! I have seen much smaller versions in my backyard -- but maybe only a dozen or fewer.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 28, 2023
Pat, thanks for sharing your own amazing encounter.
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Anna F. Apr 9, 2023
Oh my! What a piece of writing and sharing about mystery. "A hinged and serrated lower jaw" … only to end that paragraph with the part where I chortled — "a pollywog’s worst nightmare." Then on to more philosophical wonderings in the mythic story of the dragon’s hubris transforming him/her into a dragonfly but still magnificent. And then the science bit about flying and still seeing us when they have passed us by; and that without a rear view mirror. My personal story is a moment I’ll never forget. It happened somewhere between a swamp area and a quiet stretch of ocean beach just north of the 49th latitude in Western Canada. It was a warm, late spring day. Not a soul there except myself, birds and the "invisibles." First I heard a thrumming that was not quite a wing beat coming up behind me. It was actually thousands of gossamer wing beats in unison. Very soon I was in the middle of a throng of hundreds if not thousands of blue darners flying at my head level and slightl... [View Full Comment]
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Anna, wow, what an experience you share! Yes, so many questions after such a wonder-filled experience. I love (and relate to) your statement, "I was outside of thought and simply in a moment of revelation." And yes to celebrating (and embracing) the mystery!
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dail Apr 8, 2023
Thank you...we need this expansive embrace and appreciation of living things for our own evolution.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Thanks, dail. Your comment makes sense to me.
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Seraphina Landgrebe Apr 7, 2023
Fantastic story. Beautifully written. Touched my spirit and love is nature, birds and much greater appreciation of dragonflies. Thank you, seraphina. www.seraphina.com
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Thanks, Seraphina. I have briefly visited your website and love your images. Will give it a closer look.
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Barb Apr 7, 2023
AWESOME!!! So much to learn from the most simple and touching experiences in our relationship with nature! As I age and ponder, I become more aware and at peace with varied life experiences with parts of nature that I ounce feared. Thank you for sharing your personal insights of the blue dragonfly...
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Barb, yes, "so much to learn." And I, like you, am becoming "more aware and at peace" as I grow older (and, I hope, grow in wisdom as well).
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Nancy Vermond Apr 7, 2023
Thank you for the dragonfly story. I read the whole thing, though it took more than one sitting. I like that the dragonflies were catching his attention! That's how I thought/ felt about the baby squirrel. He definitely got my attention, climbing up and sitting on my bicycle seat and staring at me! Asking for help. That was quite a surprise. Like the dragonfly, needing help, but also giving so much. I also liked how it raised questions of our relationship with other life forms. I am very much into that enquiry myself, wanting to honor other beings, but at the same time I am eating meat that often comes from a place of cruelty to the animals whose flesh I am eating. TIme to think about this again!
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Nancy, thanks for your own story. And yes, our human relationships with other beings/life forms is complicated. Being open to new possibilities is important, I believe.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 6, 2023
Thank you to all who've posted these wonderful responses to my essay. I'm deeply moved by your comments and when time allows I'll do my best to respond to each person individually.
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Linda Apr 6, 2023
I loved reading your beautiful story. I also have had a magical encounter with a tiny electric blue dragonfly in the ti-tree lakes in northern N.S.W. in Australia one summer afternoon. I was standing in the lake and saw a tiny dragonfly floating on the water. I thought it was dead and picked it up. I placed it on my palm and realised it was still alive. It took a few minutes for the dragonfly to recover, stood up on its tiny legs, primping and preening itself, shaking its wings. After a few minutes it stopped and looked at me, gazing at me - and me looking at it - in my palm close to my face. It was as if time stopped - me staring into its tiny extraterresstial, eyes with the tiny black centre - we became one - I don't know how long we were connected but it was extraordinary, then it just flew away. But I was changed forever. It was an amazing encounter - and have felt a strong, loving connection to dragonflies ever since. I see them everywhere. When visiting that lake a year lat... [View Full Comment]
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Linda, thanks to you for sharing your own beautiful and magical story. There is so much we humans don't know about the larger world of which we're a part.
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Sharon Apr 6, 2023
I so love this. I wrote(in my book A Blessing of Toads) a similar/though not similar, experience of rescuing a dragonfly along a roadside in Maine. It returned to me the next morning after the eve I released it. Such magic. I must relate that in Cahuila myths the dragonfly will only land on those people who are pure of heart. They have a song, Ush Kana, that is used to call them down from the sky. I did this, and the dragonfly came.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Sharon, thanks for sharing your own experiences and understandings taken from "Cahuila myths." To "call" dragonflies from the sky--and have the animal respond--seems mystical indeed. I will check out your book, thanks for that information.
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Marcia Zina Apr 6, 2023
Beautiful story! When I was young (about 50 years ago) I used to play with "automatic writing"! And a sentence came through about dragonflies that has always stayed with me and that I never fully understood: "Dragonflies seem drastically treacherous, knowing only the solitude of becoming."
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Marcia, yes, an intriguing and perhaps unsettling statement. What's your interpretation now?
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Carol Apr 6, 2023
I am so glad to have read this. Dragonflies have always attracted me. But the main pleasure for me, in this writing, is the reflective quality of the author's experience, even his admissions of forgetting and other human foibles. I'm grateful to Daily Good for making this available for reading.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Carol, I add my thanks to DailyGood for sharing the story.
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sadhana Apr 6, 2023
It is an extraordinary article.Thanks for posting it.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Sadhana, it's my pleasure and honor to share this story.
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myrna Apr 6, 2023
beautifully written and relatable…. thank you
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Judith Apr 6, 2023
So well written and transformative! Thank you for waking me up!
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Thank you, both Myrna and Judith.
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Kristin Pedemonti Apr 6, 2023
Thank you Bill for sharing your meaningful encounters with dragonflies. I too have had magical & mystical moments with these 'fairies' including in a parking lot outside of Nairobi Kenya when I was suddenly surrounded by 10 or more of these mystical creatures just after a Storytelling Performance. Just lovely. Often dragonflies find me when I'm in times of transition or challenge with a choice. I do my best to listen. 🙏
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Kristin, wow, your experience in Kenya sounds marvelous, as the "mystical creatures" were apparently drawn in by the energy you carried. Mystical, yes!
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Patrick Apr 6, 2023
Oh the stories I could tell of dragonflies, frogs and more, but I’ll not disturb this beauty with reminiscing of my own. I suspect though that this will stir much in others hearts and minds. }:- a.m.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Patrick, other "reminiscences" are welcome. Frogs are another of my favorite life forms.
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Mer Apr 6, 2023
How refreshing to come upon this story, just this morning on coming back from deep inner space, where I gently touched a somewhat sperical blue orb like a water balloon, and hoping it did not hurt it to do so, and "getting" an understanding of "no, it tickles". I chuckle, knowing full well we've been put to sleep like Rip Van Winkle, and waking up is inevitable. I chuckle to know I don't take offense that many still sleeping would snicker, if they saw me this morning, tickling a blue sphere, and escorting a granddaddy-long- leg outside from within a large Mason jar to be free to scuttle among the two-inch wild tulips I planted and forgot about until they emerged, like bright stars awakening , remembering they have a coronosphere turned on. My cup fills full with your sharing.
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Anna F Apr 9, 2023
Beautiful. Thanks.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Thanks, Mer, for your reflections and the sharing of your experiences. I agree with Anna, "beautiful." I admit that at times I'm more "asleep" other times more wakeful and open to the many dimensions of life.
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Lionel Apr 6, 2023
Mmm, such compelling writing sharing an experience so far from anything I know. Thank you for your willingness to express the authenticity of your inner life and thoughts.
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Lionel, it was a pleasure and honor to write about the experience and my "interior" world.
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Colette Apr 6, 2023
Beautifully written, deeply touching, spiritually uplifting, filled with awe and reverence for the mystery of life - the mystical - that saturates our incredible world... Thank you
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Bill Sherwonit Apr 16, 2023
Thanks, Colette, for your comments.