Dragonflies Out In The Sun

There are moments in life that feel like poetry unfolding in real time—subtle, fleeting, yet drenched in meaning. A dragonfly skimming the surface of a sunlit pond, its wings catching the light just right, is one of those moments. It is the perfect metaphor for something we often overlook: the weightlessness of existence, the beauty of being here without attachment, the sheer lightness of being.

A dragonfly spends most of its life in water, unseen, unknown, undergoing quiet transformation. It exists in one state for years, never questioning the cycle, never rushing toward flight. And then, in what seems like an instant, it emerges—a creature of air, no longer bound to the depths it once knew. The way it moves, effortless and free, makes it seem as though it was never tethered to anything at all. But it was. And yet, once it took to the sky, did that past even matter?

If you watch closely, you’ll see them out in the sun, moving without urgency, as if the air itself is enough. They do not hover long over one place. They do not cling to anything for too long. They are here, now, in this moment. And then they are gone. There is no thought wasted on where they were or where they are going next. Their existence is simple: move, live, bask in the warmth while it’s here.

And so, I wonder—why do we resist what the dragonfly so easily embraces? We weigh ourselves down with memories, regrets, and futures that do not yet exist. We anchor ourselves to pain, to titles, to expectations that were never ours to carry. We fight against the current of life, trying to hold onto things that were never meant to stay. We forget that we, too, were made to fly.

Perhaps the lesson of the dragonfly is this: transformation is inevitable, but suffering is optional. To be weightless is not to be detached, but to be present. To live in the sun is not to ignore the past, but to understand that it does not define you. To move without fear is not to be reckless, but to trust that life, in all its chaos, will carry you exactly where you need to go.

So when the sun is shining, when life is calling, when the weight of the past threatens to pull you under—be like the dragonfly. Feel the warmth, embrace the air, and let yourself go. Because in the end, we are all just creatures moving through the light, trying to make the most of the sky before the sun sets.