UNDERWATER

DRAGONFLIES

Dragonflies do not fly with the hopping and frenzied gait of butterflies, but they fly straight on their own trajectory like gliders and very often keep still in midair as hummingbirds and many other insects do, so it was easy to observe them and they were not afraid. to land near us. For me they have always represented beauty, lightness, freedom and rebirth: yes, I discovered that the life of dragonflies has several phases, the first of which is spent underwater. When the insect has developed, it comes out and begins its second life out of the water. I have always seen it as a sign of new life and rebirth.

According to others, the name dragonfly comes from the Latin 'libellum', diminishing of liber or free. Dragonfly has always been considered a magical insect thanks to its changing wings, slender shape and the speed with which it is able to fly and escape from its predators. It is born from a larva at the bottom of a pond and then changes naturally, like the caterpillar into a butterfly. The dragonfly is often associated with transformation due to a legend. It is said, in fact, that the dragonfly was actually once a very wise dragon that, during the night, spread the light with its breath of fire.

His very breath had created the art of magic and illusion. One day, however, the dragon ended up a prisoner of his own magic: to deceive the coyote he transformed into a dragonfly, but in doing so he was trapped in the new body, losing all powers. According to some traditions, the dragonfly is the symbol of transformation and daily changes, but also of introspection that teaches us to go beyond appearances to seek our own identity. In European culture, the dragonfly is seen as a symbol of freedom, peace and the search for truth.
With its transformation from larva to dragonfly, the insect also represents the transition from childhood to adulthood and therefore in a certain sense the overcoming of illusions and the acquisition of awareness and balance.

According to the natives of America, the dragonfly was the symbol of a hidden truth and the insect itself represented the souls of the dead, in the East it is a lucky charm full of harmony and prosperity.
The samurai engraved the dragonfly on their helmets as a good omen of victory over the enemy, as a symbol of strength and courage. Same thing for the Japanese people.
In Australia, the dragonfly free from earthly illusions, in Europe it is often associated with witches sent by Satan to create confusion, and for this reason it is often referred to as "ear cutter" or "devil's hook". In some Italian areas, the dragonfly is called the 'devil's needle', due to its thin and long body.

Very often, wearing a dragonfly-shaped pendant can mean that a change is underway in your life or that you are looking for your balance and mental control.
So the symbolism linked to the dragonfly is varied and ranges from positive meanings such as: transformation, victory, the strength of balance and creativity, to negative ones such as doubts, confusion and ambiguous friendships.

UNDERWATER WORLD

And you watch yourself walk the path of your life, that path already traced, already decided, that path that you have not plowed, that path that does not reflect you in the least, that path decided by others for you. And you watch yourself walk along it, without doing anything.Without rebels, so with his head down, accepting his path. And you stay like that, empty, walking almost by inertia in a life you don’t like, in a life that doesn’t belong to you, in a life that walks without you. And why are you there? Because you don’t want to hurt the people you love. They need you and you can’t leave. You can’t choose a different path and leave them in pain. You are always underwater. Stay among the algae. You never re-emerge. Feel the cold of your destiny. You can’t get rid of who you are. You will never be able to live your happiness without making others suffer. Therefore you are imprisoned in the waters of destiny.

HOLIDAYS IN THE WATER

Maybe not everyone will understand me, but the smell of chlorine on the hands, tired muscles, the sound of strokes, swimming and thinking at the same time, letting off steam. These are the beautiful things.

Her heart broke and over time, disappointment after pain, it hardened more and more until it turned into a stone. She was drowning and yet she knew how to swim, but no matter how hard a weight was holding her back and inexorably drawing her closer and closer to the bottom.

We swam, turning our cries into strength. We swam, never asking why. We swam, we competed, we fell and got up. A love that no one can understand.

Most men don’t want to swim before they know how to swim. Witty, right? Of course they don’t want to swim, they were born for the land, not for the water. And of course he does not intend to think: in fact they were born for life, not for thought. Yes, and those who think, those who concentrate their life in thought can go a long way, it’s true. But he traded the land for water and some moment he will drown.

I miss swimming. Swim for hours, chasing away all negative thoughts that make you sick. I miss the feeling of being free, of being myself. I miss the smell of chlorine. I miss my instructor. I want to go back to that place where I spent most of my time. I miss fighting with the cap and goggles. I miss coming home with sore arms, tired legs, and just wanting to go to bed. I need to swim to be alone. Feel the heartbeat underwater and burst into life. You can’t imagine how good I feel while swimming. Isolated from the world and I feel only my breath and the water that moves

The smell of chlorine on your skin that doesn’t go away and the inexplicable smell of when you leave the locker room and enter the pool. Prepare the bag, put on the cap and goggles, the dives, the tanks done in a few seconds to try to throw out all the anger, sadness, problems and inner emptiness. How I missed all of this, how stupid I was years ago to leave something that was only good for me. After years I have tried that wonderful feeling again and it was wonderful because the nutto is like that or you love it or you hate it. You are swimming alone, there are no other people: it is you, the water and your determination. I won’t leave you anymore, I swear.