The Dragonfly: Maybe You’re Not Lost. Maybe You’re Becoming.
The Spiritual Meaning of the Dragonfly, Transformation, and Learning to Stop Looking Back
I think we spend way too much time mourning versions of ourselves we’ve already outgrown.
We want the old body back. The old job. The old relationship. The old confidence. The old routine. The old version of life where we knew what tomorrow was probably going to look like. I get it. There are pieces of my old life I’d take back tomorrow if God handed me the option.
But lately I’ve been wondering if I’m asking the wrong question.
Instead of asking, “How do I get back to who I was?” maybe the better question is, “Who am I becoming now?”
That’s a much harder question. Because getting back feels familiar. Becoming requires us to walk toward something we can’t see yet.
And I don’t know about you, but I really like to know where the hell I’m going.
The Dragonfly
I’ve always loved symbols because sometimes they say something we don’t have the words for yet. The dragonfly is one of those symbols.
Most of a dragonfly’s life is actually spent underwater in its immature stage. Depending on the species, that stage can last far longer than the beautiful flying part we recognize. Eventually it leaves the water, sheds what no longer fits, and becomes something completely different.
I can’t think of a better metaphor for some seasons of life.
There are times when it looks like absolutely nothing is happening. You’re not where you used to be, but you’re definitely not where you’re going. You’re somewhere in between, trying to make sense of a life that doesn’t look anything like the one you planned.
Those seasons can feel like failure.
Maybe they’re not.
Maybe something is happening underneath the surface that you can’t see yet.
I Don’t Want to Go Back
This has been a hard one for me.
When life changes unexpectedly, there’s such a strong instinct to get back to normal. You want your old life back because at least you understood it. You knew your place in it. You knew who you were.
But what if “back” isn’t where we’re supposed to go?
I don’t mean we shouldn’t grieve what we’ve lost. We absolutely should. Some losses deserve to be mourned. Pretending everything happens for a reason and slapping a positive quote on pain has never been my thing.
Some things just hurt.
But grief and growth can exist in the same place. We can miss who we were and still be curious about who we’re becoming.
Maybe that’s part of Divine Grit.
Not pretending the hard thing was beautiful.
Finding something beautiful in who you became because you survived it.
Changing Direction Doesn’t Mean You’re Lost
One of the things I love about dragonflies is how incredibly agile they are. They can change direction quickly, hover, move backward and sideways, and then take off again.
Apparently nature never got the memo that progress is supposed to be a straight line.
Neither did my life.
Probably neither did yours.
We’re taught to think moving forward means choosing a direction and staying on it. Go to school. Build the career. Buy the house. Raise the family. Make the plan. Follow the plan.
Then life laughs.
Sometimes the path changes because you chose something different. Sometimes it changes because something happened that you never would have chosen.
Either way, changing direction doesn’t mean you’ve lost your way.
Sometimes it means you’ve finally stopped forcing yourself down a road that no longer belongs to you.
The In-Between Is Still Part of the Story
I think the hardest place to live is the middle.
The beginning has adrenaline. The ending has answers.
The middle has neither.
The middle is where you wonder whether anything is actually changing. It’s where prayers seem unanswered, plans are unclear, and everyone else appears to be moving forward while you’re still trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
But think about the dragonfly underwater.
If you only saw that part of its life, you’d never know what was coming.
You wouldn’t see wings.
You wouldn’t see flight.
You wouldn’t see the creature dancing across the surface of the water.
You’d only see something unfinished.
Maybe we need to stop judging ourselves while we’re still underwater.
Maybe God Isn’t Taking You Back
I’ve prayed plenty of prayers asking God to restore things.
Give me this back.
Fix this.
Make this go away.
Put everything back where it belongs.
And I still pray those prayers sometimes.
But I’m learning to leave a little room for another possibility.
Maybe God isn’t always trying to return us to the person we were before everything happened.
Maybe He’s leading us toward someone we couldn’t have become without walking through it.
That doesn’t mean God caused every painful thing. It doesn’t mean we have to be grateful for every loss. And it definitely doesn’t mean pain is somehow required to earn a better life.
It just means the story doesn’t have to end at what happened to us.
There can still be more.
Shed What Doesn’t Fit Anymore
There are things I’ve carried simply because they belonged to an older version of me.
Expectations.
Definitions of success.
Ideas about who I was supposed to be.
Other people’s opinions.
Even dreams that once made perfect sense but don’t anymore.
It’s hard to let those things go because letting go can feel like admitting defeat.
But maybe shedding something isn’t failure.
Maybe it just doesn’t fit anymore.
The dragonfly doesn’t apologize for leaving behind the form that carried it through the first part of its life.
Neither should we.
Honor the person you were.
She got you here.
But you don’t owe her the rest of your life.
Maybe You’re Becoming
If you’re in one of those strange seasons right now where you don’t quite recognize your life—or yourself—I don’t think you need to have it all figured out.
I certainly don’t.
Maybe you’re not supposed to.
Maybe your job right now isn’t to know exactly where you’re going. Maybe it’s to stay open. Pay attention. Trust God. Keep moving when you can and rest when you need to.
And stop measuring your life against the version of yourself that existed before everything changed.
You aren’t behind her.
You aren’t less than her.
And you don’t need to become her again.
Maybe you’re not starting over.
Maybe you’re not lost.
Maybe you’re becoming.
And maybe one day you’ll look back at this strange, uncomfortable, messy middle and realize you weren’t stuck underwater at all.
You were growing wings.
Guided by something higher. Built through something harder.
— Lara
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Maybe you’re not behind. Maybe you’re not starting over. Maybe you’re not lost.
Maybe you’re becoming.
The dragonfly spends much of its life beneath the surface before we ever see its wings. And I can’t stop thinking about how much that feels like life sometimes.
The new Divine Grit blog is about transformation, changing direction, trusting God in the messy middle, and finally letting go of the idea that we have to become who we used to be.
Maybe we’re growing wings.
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