How did I get caught on dragonflies? It was a mystery for a while. I found them completely compelling and I did them over and over.
Flying over water, flying to the moon, swooping through flowers.
There was a constant stream of dragonflies. I couldn’t stop.
When I learned to do embroideries as appliques, it changed the way the elements look. Instead of being ephemeral in the hand dye, they have raised up solidity. It changed their presence.
After a while I realized how much of my life was like that of a dragonfly. I’d flit in, talk and teach with people, and float out. It was exciting and ephemeral. And it made me aware how even very small encounters with people enrich and change you and them. You only have a moment at a time. But there they are, moment, after moment, after moment.
So something small becomes, as St. Teresa once said, large with love. Of course a large dragonfly is a statement all of it’s own.
It’s a floating world. And I love flitting through it.
You are large with love! And I love reading about your experiences with it.
You enriched us the day you came flitting in to teach a class in Nebraska, it has been about 18 months but the memories are fond, thanks for being such an inspiration =)