Amazing article and photos. I have a tattoo of a dragonfly and it has always meant something special to me – a symbol of light, transformation and endurance – an animal that survived centuries. It lifts me up in difficult times.
I had just finished putting the finishing touches to an article I was writing. Word choice, tempo, spacing. It all felt good. I glanced over at the clock and it was a little past noon. Noon!! Holy crap! How did it get to be noon? The last time I looked at the clock it was around 8:30. What had happened to the time?
I had been totally immersed in my writing. So much so that I don’t even have a memory of the words being formulated in my brain. They had just flowed onto the paper. More like being channeled from an exterior source. Me just being the conduit.
At that moment, I knew that whatever I had gotten down on paper was going to be good. And when I go back and re-read pieces like this, it feels like I’m reading them for the first time.
I call that…
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