From egg to naiad to dragonfly.
All our stories have the same beginning and the same ending. We are born and we die.
A dragonfly may spend five years as a naiad and just a few months as a pond-skimming, silk-shimmering dancer. How does a naiad feel when it loses its husk and finds that, after all, it is a creature that flies?
From water to earth to air.
For the most part, we live a lot longer than dragonflies, and we may have had wings once or twice in our lifetimes already and lost them. We may have gone from dragonfly to naiad and back again. There are cycles — long and short, steep or gentle.
Astrology helps us to see the patterns in our life stories. Patterns in the stars, patterns in the chart. So when a colour or shape recurs, we may have the opportunity to reshape the next iteration into something more authentic, more true, more beautiful, kinder.
To us, the life of a dragonfly seems impossibly brief. To an oak tree, the life of a human is a few seasons.