My sweet man has never liked spiders. Although their webs are beautiful and creative, I think he sees them more as an evil device for trickery and death.
So when he kept seeing the gigantic black booby trap maker peeking out from the bamboo stalk – a spider that I could never see, may I add – my sweet man couldn’t help but bemoan the fact to me.
“Maybe the spider has a message for you” I said. Then I shared with him one of many events that I’ve had where an animal has given me an insight.
One day many years ago, I was taking one of my walks down a country road, wondering why my marriage at the time was ending and feeling like society would see me as a failure. Suddenly two squirrels ran across the road. They both made a complete stop right in front of me. One of them turned around and ran back the way it came. The other turned – watching it leave…hesitated for a few seconds..looked at me…then turned back around an continued running across the road.
Then I heard – in the stillness of the moment-
“You are not a failure. Although the squirrels were traveling together, one squirrel wanted to go back to what he knows. The other wanted to forge ahead to new adventures. Isn’t that like you and your husband? You can stay behind with him and be held back, or you can part ways and keep growing….”
When I finished telling him this story, my sweet man went outside. When he came back in, he told me that he saw the big, black spider again. But this time he asked it for it’s message. And this spider that he feared offered him an insightful gift of inspiration – a poem!
in a drop of dew
in gentle glisten
with your gift
to a poetic spider