Page 108 - Dark Matter:Women Witnessing Issue2

Smarter now and more patient, I wet my fingers first then slid them ever so lightly over the wings, first

the two on the left, the most encrusted. The water dissolved the stiffened filaments, and allowed me

to roll them. Now she was far from being in a state of panic; the dragonfly was acting as though she

knew exactly what I was doing to help, as I could tell from her body language. She seemed to be

making very conscious motions, turning and lifting her wings one by one, separating the upper and

lower pairs so as to allow the needed access for my wet fingers, and enhancing the process of my

tender work. Could this be true?

Giving up the golf game, I stayed completely in the moment as I rolled and rolled until the slime fell off

each wing, which as it did, immediately straightened. Elation! And our conscious connection was not

my imagination— the dragonfly was turning to engage my wet fingers, was guiding me into the next

step and the next, turning to present her other side, and the undersides as well as the tops of each of

her four wings, and also her wire-­‐like legs. We were working together! Delicacy of timing in joint effort

did not fail us, and by the end of the sixth hole, the slime was off. One wing remained a little wrinkled,

but the game of recovery was won, and this was clear to all of us. We relaxed. She would live.

With her long body as brown as the recently

released mud, the dragonfly stayed still on

Kris’ shoulder. “Resting,” I heard clearly as I

stared at the head box between her large

eyes, that appeared to emanate toward my

mind, and now emitted a golden glow that

opened my heart as well, a distinctive

sensation that I experienced physically, as

well as emotionally. The insect foot-­‐clutch

on cotton cloth was confident, even as Kris

hit her shots off the tee and fairway. When the golfer’s left shoulder dipped, the dragonfly dipped with

it, as though on a slender bough in the wind.

On the seventh hole, I noticed the change. It began as an underglow in various sections of her body, so

at first I wondered if it had been there all along and I simply hadn’t noticed. Then the blue color