Where do we go after we have taken flight?

Have you ever considered what life would be like if, instead of living as a human, you existed as a dragonfly?

Born into a world where oxygen is denser—what you now recognize as air was once, in another form of life, water. Each day begins in a reality where your sole purpose is survival: to evade predators and sustain yourself, as little else exists beyond that necessity. You endure one to five years in the shadows of constant threat, hoping for the resilience to reach adulthood, where you may finally fulfill your biological purpose—flight and reproduction—until the end of your brief existence.

Over 60% of a dragonfly’s life is spent underwater. As an adult, it may have as little as two months to live, and only if it survives long enough to reach that stage.

In many ways, we too live under persistent pressures. We navigate the currents of life, avoiding physical, emotional, spiritual, and financial challenges that threaten our stability and well-being. We strive, often unconsciously, hoping for the strength to endure until the moment we can finally “take flight.”

If we were able to consistently perceive life through a higher perspective, would we recognize the beauty within daily struggle—both in others and in ourselves? The very challenges that shape us, refine us, and ultimately enable transformation and growth?

Like the dragonfly, some individuals enter our lives only briefly, leaving an impact that cannot be physically revisited in this lifetime.

Beyond memories and photographs, where do we go once we have taken flight?

The Mountain before you.

Although I am an Artist by nature, with the ability to see God’s paintbrush in action as it creates the reality we live in, I am also a Poet at heart, who can hear God speak within the loudness of silence.

What I gathered:

“Some mountains don’t need mustard-seed-sized faith to be removed. They are meant to be exactly where they are, as they are a representation of God’s majesty.

Some mountains are there because some people believe everything should be given to them, not knowing that faith in what they want on the other side of that mountain, without the walk and the climb, is dead.

Some mountains are there as beautiful protectors, shielding you from the hurricane-force winds that want to knock you on your back but can’t, because your hands are being held by God.

Keep your hands in God’s hands. He will guide and protect you.

Keep your eyes locked on the light within His eyes, whose windows reflect a peace beyond understanding.”

The Eye of a Photographer.

I am an Artist by nature. As an artist, you learn to see life from both a micro and macro point of view, allowing you to return to the same place, observe, and see something different every day. Since life is cyclical, photography is one of the best ways to capture and preserve every beautiful moment within a particular time.

Is it crazy to believe that, in the grand scheme of life, God—the Artist who created “Life”—is also a photographer ... capturing the most beautiful of souls at random and labeling them as “Masterpieces” within the presence of Heaven?

A Door from Heaven.

I would like to dedicate my first post to the one who encouraged me to start this blog: Phi, the Top Notch Diva.

I refer to this woman as a Door because that’s exactly what she is. Talking with her is like crossing the threshold into whatever it is you’re seeking.

Thank you, Phi, for sparking the inspiration within me and showing me that God’s light can radiate through someone and shine as brightly as the sun.