I took an online quiz to find out what mythical creature I am...and I am the dragon (I am certain my children would agree! ha ha!) That seemed like reason enough to put a dragon on a piece of art this week. But as things happen, the message from the universe did not end there.
Taking a day trip with my hubby, we got a little car-happy and started singing some old songs. As you might be guessing, "Puff the Magic Dragon" was one of them. Our singing isn't anything to brag about, but the long discussion afterward about the meaning behind the song was pretty interesting, including Vietnam, the 1960's, childhood memories and my inability to get the lyrics right to most songs (doesn't everyone make up words to songs when they aren't sure what the lyric is?)
This song almost always makes me teary. The thought of Jackie Paper forgetting his magical dragon, growing up and passing on while Puff pines away for his boy in Honalee...it is too much for my soft heart. But it did get me to thinking..."dragons live forever, but not so little boys" or little girls. And yet, can't they live forever? Our little boys and girls? I think they can. In our hearts, in our imaginations, in our approach to life. The lesson of Puff the Magic Dragon, for me, is to keep my inner child alive, give her lots of fodder for new imaginings and keep approaching life with a belief in magic. If perception is reality, you will find me living by the sea, riding dragons and frolicking in the mist. Tea and cookies are served at 3 o'clock. Will you join us?