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Do dragonflies ever have bad days?

It’s a beautiful Sunday afternoon. The sky is a gorgeous blue with the prettiest puffy clouds. I slept in this morning, had some breakfast, and am home with the fam for the afternoon. Everyone is doing their own thing. We are all healthy. We have everything we need.

So why do I feel so lifeless today?

I was thinking about writing something and all I could think was, “Do dragonflies ever have bad days?”

I don’t think they really do…

If I sit and ponder why I DO feel lifeless and blue, it’s because nothing exciting is going on. I don’t have anything on the schedule today and if I’m completely honest, I am fairly addicted to having something to DO. All. The. Time. I want to have an appointment to go to, or a yoga class to teach, or a  coffee date with a friend. Or something. Anyone else ever do this? Can I get a witness?

So, I can’t really ask a dragonfly if they have bad days, but here’s why I don’t think they do:

Dragonflies live in the moment.

Like this moment. Even if there’s nothing to do. Even if there’s lots to do. Even if they are with all the other dragonflies. Even if they are all by themselves. Every single moment is full of life for them.

One of my favorite yoga songs has this line –  “Even loneliness is full of life.” And it is. So, I think I will take a lesson from the dragonflies and the yoga song and experience the fullness of the moment – even if it’s a little blue, or lonely, or downright boring. Because, really, the amazing moments are only amazing because of the ho-hum moments on a random, beautiful, Sunday afternoon.

One of the best ways I know to get in touch with the now is to do a presence meditation. The best ones for me, especially when I am so obviously dealing with a busy-ness addiction is to sit outside for 15-30 minutes and simply notice all the beauty around me. Whenever I get distracted with a thought (often), I just remind myself that I am practicing presence and come back to the observation. Sometimes this just doesn’t work and when that’s the case, I like to use a mindfulness app that gives me a little guidance.

And with that said – I am headed outside! I actually do feel better all ready. Amazing!

Re-learning how to simply “be”

Like all of us, I came into this world knowing how to simply “be.” Then somewhere along the way, I forgot what that was like and it took some number of years for me to re-learn what “being” felt like. Here’s how that happened:

I am the only child in my family. And an adopted only child at that. I used to have a lot of issues around that, but I am on the other side now and couldn’t be more grateful for how I came to be my parents’ daughter. But that is a story for another day. . .

ANYWAY (it might be good to note here that I am easily distracted) –

We lived on 5 acres on the outskirts of Oklahoma City. We were pretty removed from city conveniences (which had its inconveniences), but what was GREAT about it was that it was so peaceful. Wide open spaces. Little ponds. A few wild animals here and there. It was a grand place to grow up!

One evening when I was around 10 years old, my dad and I walked to the back of the property to pick blackberries and tend to the garden where we grew potatoes, strawberries, okra (it was Oklahoma, people, we had to have fried okra), pumpkins and more yellow squash than the entire county could consume in a summer. By the time we were done, the sun was setting and the evening cooling off a little. Dad and I walked on the path that went in between two tiny little creeks where I would fish for crawdads in the afternoons. We were talking about the constellations and I wanted to know how to find them. So, we laid down in the cool green grass on our backs and he showed me how to find the Little Dipper, Orion, and a bunch of other ones I have since forgotten.

What I have NEVER forgotten is the space and freedom in that moment.

We could have been there for 5 minutes or an hour. I don’t know. Or care. It has lived in my memory all these years and reminds me that the simplest things can also be the most profound. My heart rate and breathing automatically slow down and stress melts away when I remember that time and it was 30+ years ago!

I know we all come into this world knowing ONLY how to “be.” Then we forget. With any grace at all, we remember somewhere along the journey. I am so grateful for my experience. It has been a cornerstone for me.

I would be honored to hear your story of the first time you remembered how to “be” still and free. If you’d like to share it, please leave a comment below.