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spreminjajoč obliko, oblika njegovega novega telesa pa je postala podobna Kačjemu pastirju. Ko je sprejel izziv, da dokaže svojo moč in magično spretnost, je Zmaj izgubil svojo moč.“

Moškemu je bila všeč ideja, da bi zmajeva ošabnost vodila v manj močno, a lepo obliko. Vendar je kačji pastir po svoje nekakšno čarobno bitje, sposobno – kot so dokazali znanstveniki – neverjetnih podvigov, z obliko inteligence, ki je ljudje verjetno nikoli ne bomo povsem razumeli. In z bistvom, ki očitno očara vse vrste ljudi, od entomologov do piscev o naravi in ​​majhnih otrok, ki se igrajo v ribnikih.

Medtem ko mehanizem delovanja kačjega pastirjev privlači znanstvenike in vojaške voditelje, drugi vidiki te žuželke že dolgo privlačijo ljudi z bolj mističnim nagibom. Moška raziskava je pokazala, da so imeli kačji pastirji poseben pomen v kulturah po vsem svetu in skozi čas. Nekatera ljudstva so kačjega pastirjeva častila, druga pa so se ga bala. Seveda to pove več o nas ljudeh kot o žuželki.

Posebej nenavadno se mu je zdelo to, da so azijske in ameriške kulture kačjega pastirja tradicionalno povezovale s pozitivnimi lastnostmi – blaginjo, harmonijo, srečo, dobrim bogastvom in čistostjo – medtem ko so številne evropske družbe menile, da ima škodljivo in celo demonsko naravo, in ga imenovale na primer čarovniška žival, hudičeva igla in kačji služabnik. Glede na lastne evropske korenine se mu je slednja povezava zdela zaskrbljujoča. Kaj bi lahko pojasnilo tako temne vizije, ki so tako drugačne od dobrote, ki si jo predstavljajo druga ljudstva? Bi lahko bila to narava njihovih religij, njihovih duhovnih prepričanj?

Moška raziskava je jasno pokazala, da kljub vsem razlikam številne kulture povezujejo kačjega pastirja s spremembo. To samo po sebi ni presenetljivo, saj je metamorfoza osrednjega pomena za njegovo življenje (in življenje drugih žuželk). Če pa je svoje vire pravilno razumel, je vrsta spremembe, ki jo predstavlja kačji pastir, predvsem notranje narave: odmik od kulturnih ali osebnih iluzij, ki vodijo naša življenja, a v resnici skrivajo tisto, kar je najbolj bistveno ali »resnično«, in premik k globljemu in jasnejšemu razumevanju – jasnejši viziji, bi lahko rekli – sebe, življenja in sveta, vključno z njegovimi nematerialnimi vidiki ali tem, kar bi nekateri imenovali »nevidno«.

Povedano drugače, sprememba, ki jo predstavlja kačji pastir, je premik k večji ozaveščenosti, modrosti in jasnosti. K pristnosti.

Moški je vse to imel za spodbudno. Morda so mu nenavadna srečanja s kačjimi pastirji dala vedeti, da se premika v pravo smer, k bolj pristnemu jazu.

Zdelo se je, da moški doživlja nekakšno notranjo spremembo. Začel je resneje dvomiti in izzivati ​​številne prevladujoče "resnice" svoje kulture, njene vrednote, predpostavke in dogovore; to, kar mi, sodobni, visokotehnološki, od interneta odvisni Američani, mislimo, da vemo o svetu in širšem kozmosu (ali "stvarjenju") ter o svojem mestu v njem. Čutil je, da se odpira drugačnim načinom spoznavanja sveta in bivanja v njem; in temu, kar si je predstavljal kot večje resničnosti, ki presegajo tisto, kar lahko pojasnijo znanost ali verske institucije. Ali celo štejejo za mogoče.

Podoba, ki se je nenehno ponavljala, je bila podoba njega samega, ki stoji na nekem pragu ali preboju, čeprav se je včasih spraševal, ali se morda sooča s še večjim zlomom. In čeprav ga je skrbelo, da včasih jemlje stvari (in sebe) preveč resno, je hkrati čutil, da se včasih zadržuje, saj ga mučijo dvomi, negotovosti in samoobsojanje.

»Kakšna zmešnjava sem,« si je mislil. »Ampak to se zgodi, ko se stvari zapletejo.« Nato se mu je z nasmehom in morda celo rahlim hihitanjem posvetila še ena znana misel: »Preveč razmišljam.«

Na koncu moški ni mogel biti prepričan, kaj pomeni vstop kačjih pastirjev v njegovo življenje. In zakaj je sploh moralo kaj "pomeniti"? Bil pa je precej prepričan, da se ni zgodilo zgolj po naključju. In ne glede na pomen ali simboliko, ki jo ljudje pripisujemo kačjim pastirjem, se mu je zdelo najbolj jasno – in pomembno – to, da so pritegnili njegovo pozornost in ga nekako vznemirili, morda celo komunicirali z njim na ravni, ki je še ni mogel razumeti. In tole: nekakšen portal ali tančica se je odprla, čeprav le na kratko, in on je stopil skoznjo. Na nek čuden in nerazložljiv način se je njegov svet razširil. In ali to ne pove veliko?

Torej se zgodba tu konča. Razen tega: kot ste morda uganili, sem jaz človek s kačjimi pastirji. In kar sem delil, je najbližje resnici, kolikor sem lahko, glede na to, kar vem in čutim o incidentu s kačjimi pastirji in kar sem se naučil od tistih poznih poletnih dni – in zavedajoč se, da je vedno več plasti, ki jih je treba raziskati.

Lahko ste prepričani, da bom kačjim pastirjem posvetil več pozornosti in se spomnil, kako malo v resnici ljudje vemo o svetu (in sebi) kljub vsemu, kar smo se naučili. In jaz bom praznoval to skrivnost.

Oh, v tej zgodbi, ki se nadaljuje, je še en delček, ki ga moram deliti, nedavna izkušnja, ki sem jo skoraj pozabil, čeprav ne vem, kako je to mogoče. Nekega jutra, ko sem taval skozi tisti meglen prostor med spanjem in budnostjo, sem imel bodisi sanje bodisi vizijo, v kateri so se zlomljeni deli telesa kačjega pastirja, ki sem ga našel na svojem dvorišču – tisti deli, ki so bili še vedno zbrani v majhni beli škatli, postavljeni na polici v moji spalnici – združili skupaj in preoblikovali celotno bitje. Med številnimi možnimi razlagami se mi je ta najprej porodila: vrnitev k celovitosti. In to je zaenkrat dovolj.

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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.