Making Dragons

This week I completed a crochet dragon for my son. I can’t remember when I started it. Must have been last Summer. I put the finishing touches on it the day before the Lunar eclipse.

The blue dragon

As I was working on making the blue legs of the dragon, I thought of Rahu and Ketu – the North Node and South Node in Vedic Astrology. These are the eclipse points in the zodiac.

Earlier this year, when I had my first natal reading with an astrologer, he told me a very brief and certainly condensed story of how Rahu and Ketu came to be. Here’s how I remember it which may vary from how he told it.

In the story there were many gods and goddesses gathered, around a table (or a cauldron, I forget which). They were being served an elixir of immortality. There was a dragon near the gathering, and this dragon wanted to taste of the elixir with an intense desire. So, the dragon stuck its head in between two of the deities to steal a sip as the cup or spoon was passed around. When Lord Vishnu discovered this, he cut off the dragon’s head at its long neck.

The dragon’s head is called Rahu. It thirsts for the elixir for all eternity. It is the North or Ascending Node. The place where the neck was severed is called Ketu. The precious stolen elixir spills out from this point, lost to the dragon forever. It is the South or Descending Node.

When I heard this story, I felt sorry for the dragon. I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to feel sorry for it. I couldn’t help it though. As I see it, all it wanted was a seat at the table and to share in what others were given only to get its head cut off. Now it’s doomed to experience unimaginable thirst and unimaginable loss. I’m sure there is more to the story; this is simply my first impression of it.

The dragon that I was making is not that dragon.

As I twirled the crochet hook making the wings, I remembered another dragon. This one stretching out over an entire continent. I thought of community, magic, and intention. This dragon bringing much desired rain to answer the prayers of hundreds gathered together even though each were miles apart.

The dragon that I was making is not that dragon.

As I made the spikes along the dragon’s spine, I watched Black Lives Matter protest marches on live TV. An entire nation joined by other nations protesting the murders of George Floyd and so many others. Video from helicopters flying high above the marchers. There they were going down Hollywood Boulevard. Thousands of people marching as one, their body snaking through miles of city streets, passing an old theater decorated in dragons.

In the shadow of unimaginable loss, the thirst for justice. (I wished I could send the protesters dragons to protect them.)

The dragon that I was making is not that dragon.


The dragon I made is one of blue, yellow, and red acrylic yarn. It’s stuffed with polyfil and has mismatched eyes. It will fly around my home at the end of my son’s arm. This blue dragon will go on car rides, be left on the sofa, get lost in the blankets, and will eventually join the yellow one and the red one that I made a while back. This dragon is a promise kept.

Yet, I think it will have something of the echo of the other dragons – the dragon of the eclipse, the rain bringer dragon, and the dragon of the protests. Something of this time and thoughts will be caught up in the loops. Not as strongly as if it were a spell, but not something that washes out easily either. When I see the blue dragon, for a long time, I’ll remember what it is not.




Note: The crochet pattern for the dragon is called “Fierce Little Dragon” by Lucy Collin and is a free download at this link.

I don’t know the creator of the pattern or anything. It’s a good pattern though. Very clear and easy to follow. 

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