In a dream I was a damselfly superhero.
Damselflies and dragonflies are indicator species. They are very sensitive to pollution. If they disappear it is an early indicator that the ecosystem is becoming too polluted.
Perhaps I am coming to see my own sensitiveness, my low tolerance for toxic situations, in a more positive light.
Can one be highly sensitive and heroic at the same time?
My subconscious seems to think so.
During these long dreamy nights of winter solstice, what have you been dreaming? What is your internal winters’ work?
photo: a dragonfly who visited our boat as we motored through The Dismal Swamp