Dragonflies became deeply meaningful to me after several extraordinary encounters that I experienced as visits from people I had loved and lost. Since then, they seem to appear again and again—in my yard, around me on walks, and even resting quietly on my canvases at the park. I have come to think of them as winged messengers, carrying a little reminder that love does not simply disappear.
Dragonflies once simply enchanted me with their beauty. Then they began appearing in moments that felt far more meaningful.
The first unforgettable encounter happened while my former husband and I were traveling to the burial of his best friend, Ray. Somehow, although the car had remained completely closed, an unusually large dragonfly appeared inside. It landed on my husband’s finger and stayed there throughout the cemetery service, flying away only when it was time for us to leave.
Years later, after my dear friend Audrey had died, a dragonfly began circling around me as I returned home from a walk. I spoke to her and asked, “Audrey, if that is you, please come land on my finger.” The dragonfly immediately did. When I later asked her to do it once more, she returned again.
Since then, dragonflies have continued to visit—sometimes in my yard, sometimes at my art table in the park, where they have even rested quietly on my canvases. Whether seen simply as one of nature’s exquisite creatures or, as I experience them, as messengers from beyond the veil, they have come to represent love, connection, and the mystery that surrounds us.
In this light teal version, the delicate blue-green dragonflies are surrounded by warm golden flowers, creating a piece that feels peaceful, luminous, and quietly magical.
If dust gathers on your canvas, gently wipe it with a clean, slightly damp cloth.



