The Spider

This past week – I wandered into bathroom to…well…use your imagination… it’s 10 a.m. and I’ve been slugging coffee for a good 4 hours or more…

There is a spider in the tub – not moving –

I actually ‘sit on the throne’ longer than need be, just to watch – – is ‘the spider’ moving?  breathing? flinching?’

I confess to not being as freaked out over spiders that may/may not be Brown Recluse/Black Widows as I am over Garden Friendly, Small, Garter Snakes – Thus –

I make the command decision to not kill the spider in the tub first go round –

I don’t hear any vegans awarding me my gold star for overcoming my Neanderthal DNA ways….. (just saying…)

Hour Later….

I’ve really been slugging the coffee down – -I’m in position to observe – seems spider has moved….slightly…or I could be blind… I’m open to that possibility… maybe it is already dead and I should just turn on water and wash him down the drain…

…On the other hand…maybe he stayed up all night and is just napping…

…Shouldn’t drown someone while they are napping, right?!?

That’s just not cool…

And 2 and/or 3 Hours Later…

“Check that out!”

Mr. Spider (yes, I’m convinced it was a Mr….I just felt uneasy addressing him as Miss Spider…)  has slowly moved a 1/2 inch at a time, during the morning, to be on side of tub, nearest the,  ahem…throne….

This may turn out badly…for me…

And, by late afternoon…

I visit to see if tub clear of potential murder charges, if I do weekly deep watering of houseplants…and…

No spider to be seen…anywhere…

OH MY!  Where On EARTH did he go?!?

Into the drain for a sip of water?

What if I drown him while he is recovering from dehydration?  He spent a long morning, afternoon, early evening sans coffee, water, water-wine, more liberally mixed water wine, albeit, still water strong enough to be hydrated…

Sigh….

The Examined Life is No Picnic….

Animal Spirit – Spider

“If spider shows up, it means – ……..

(Ahem, Full Disclosure – there were 4 other possible options to choose from, below 1 fits what I want to do…LOL)

“It’s time to write creatively without limits of tradition or habit, allowing yourself to be inspired by Nature.”

There ya go – blame Dr. Steven Farmer or the Spider – not my fault you clicked to read this…LOL

Oh…just in case you wondered – my Hallelujah in face of my broken heart showed up and reminded me, once again – why Broken Hallelujahs are rather, the best of the best, in the end – at least you know what your greatest strengths AND your greatest weaknesses are – 🙂

And, may I say?  Broken you may deemed by others, but, to me?

More Life’s Joy to walk the path with, than those who don’t even have a clue what a Broken Hallelujah feels like…

You Bless My Life – Just by sharing the path you walk and listening to mine –

Broken?   You?

Never –

Cuz me and the Spider  don’t see you that way…

 

There Is a Reason Folks Rebel…

Yesterday evening, while secretly whining to myself over how miserable, sick and tired I was, I watched the movie, “Suffragette”.

It was HARD for me to watch…

Why?

Because I knew, in my heart, the things done to those in the movie have gone on in the past, and still happen today – not just to women, but for any group that wishes to have their own voice in making the laws they must abide with.

I have been, in my own lifetime, a ‘victim’ if you will, of such outdated thinking – 🙂  From both those who saw me as the enemy and those who thought I should have better protected myself from the enemy, cuz seriously, I should KNOW better…right?

Not EVERY single group, marching, protesting right now comprises “1/2 of the human population”

  • Sometimes, they are more than 1/2.
  • Sometimes, they are less than 1/2.

But I can’t help but Ask…and then remember….

the response to my 1990s query, “Why are they marching over Right to Life/Right to Choice?  Why are they bombing/killing people?”

And the answer, simply, calmly given, was,

“Because those who believe in what they believe feel there is no way else their voice is heard and taken seriously.”

I think of this answer, as I read political, freedom, religious posts – as I watch movies made, based on real events –

We are all talking about what we’d each like to have happen, BUT, are any of us listening to what the other side is asking for in a ‘violent way’?

Are they violent simply because they are in minority and wrong OR simply because…the majority didn’t take the time to listen when asked nicely?

The end of this month is banned book month – for me?

The list of Banned/Challenged books over the decades shows, exactly, where our ‘past and next conversations take place on who we wish to be, as humans’

The news media is filled with shares from those wishing to shut down the conversation and those wishing to start or further the same conversation..

Some of the conversations have been going on for far too long, to my mind and we humans must be idiots if we haven’t resolved certain conversations by now – regardless of race, nationality, culture, religion, sex, etc. –

If you think ‘they’ are being destructive/fools, I only ask you to contemplate the question…

“Just why did THEY feel the need to go to such lengths to make their voice heard?”

Um…yeah, these are the ‘thinks’ I contemplate, when I’ve worn myself out and have little else I’m up to doing, except, learning about the past and hoping to the heavens, I don’t keep repeating it….

 

Sometimes…

Sometimes, you either need to stock up on no-cooking options for supper, or go hungry

Sometimes, sudsy warm water in basin full of dirty dishes makes doing dishes really easy (no scrubbing) if only you put off rinsing them out for 3-5 days….

Sometimes, ya just need to walk outside to blow the stink off ya…

Sometimes, ya got a pal to walk with who says, “You okay?” and who is also willing to sit in the shade while you rest…

Sometimes, you wish you had NOT walked to blow the stink off ya, cuz 3am delivers the price to be paid for such things…

Sometimes, you mourn for those lost, celebrate those still here and sometimes, you don’t have time or energy to fully appreciate either of them or their life lessons gifted…

Sometimes, you choose to Love

Sometimes you choose to be Karma’s Deliverer –

Sometimes, you will get Love and Karma gifts confused …

Sometimes, you will question what it is you’re REALLY doing…

And sometimes….

You feel the darkness close in as the sun sets, the thunder rolls as storms move in, and, for yet another day in life…

You remember,

“This too, shall pass…whether I like, love, hate it or not – but what shall I focus on, tomorrow?”