“Eeek, a spider!” shrieks a little child.  Why?  What has that spider done to harm the child?  Likely nothing — but their ways of movement and capturing prey seems almost alien.  So unlike the cat that we keep as a pet — the same one that hunts the spider.  We respect the hunter in the pussycat, but fear a house spider.  I won’t kill a spider.  I move them — shift their webs if they are inconvenient or put them outside if found indoors.  Besides the hunting is better out there!

I think the spider brings out my sense of freedom, of living independently, and making your way in life as a solitary being.  It’s not often that you see two spiders sharing a web.  Each of us has our own web to weave in much the same way.  My web is not your web as my fate is not your fate.  Of course, in the path of life our ideal morning webs must be damaged in the process of survival.  But then we feast … and heal … and tomorrow there is a fresh web.  All ready for each day’s surprises.

So shift your spiders — say thank you for keeping the garden bugs in check and reminding us that each day is an opportunity for a new freshly woven web.  Namaste