A Spider Named Mesa
Well I must say that the story I am about to tell you would have panned out a bit differently years ago. While I never would have wanted to HARM a spider, I did tend to be a bit squeamish around them and would find someone else to gracefully transfer them to a location OUTSIDE my house. And then as the years went on, I became a little braver and could handle the relocation duties to a more preferred environment on my own. And that is still the general rule though sometimes I have the feeling that perhaps they would like to hang out a little bit longer… and that is what happened this time.
A few nights ago I spotted a spider situated in the corner of my bedroom and though we eyed one another, she didn’t introduce herself right away. She appeared content as was I, seeing as she was several feet above me. The following evening I found her in my bathroom, again high up on the ceiling tucked cozily up in another corner. This was when she informed me that her name was Mesa. (Really. She did.)
She then maneuvered her way in to the shower stall and must have been a fan of saunas because there she stayed as the steam proceeded to engulf her. (Or maybe she just enjoyed my singing.)
The next day, she was gone. I looked around and didn’t see her anywhere. I figured she must have finally gotten hungry and thinking there wasn’t much to eat around this joint, headed to a more conducive hang out. But lo and behold, the next day, there she was back in the shower stall.
Each day we would have a little conversation, nothing too deep mind you, but always refreshing. She disappeared one more time but returned once again, this time a bit lower down on the bathroom wall. I bid her a good night’s rest and shared with her that if she got much lower to the floor a resident kitty cat might not treat her as amicably as I. With that warning shared, I turned off the light and headed to bed.
Shortly after 5 a.m. I rose to go the bathroom. (This may seem like more information than is necessary, but believe me, it is pertinent to the story). The doggies, hearing me get up, decided they needed to go, too, so I headed over to the sliding glass doors to my backyard to let them out. It was already getting light outside and as I opened the doors, there I saw Mesa, poised to move through the exit as well. “I guess you want to go out, too,” I shared with her and with that she gingerly moved all of her eight legs along the wall and out on to my back deck. I realized that was probably the last time I would see her. I wished her well and thanked her for her company.
So you might think that I am a little crazy… But I want to tell you about a book that might change your mind because it further opened my eyes to the belief that all of us are connected, be it a spider, your dog or your next door neighbor. (We can’t always choose these things…);) The book I am referring to is “Kinship With All Life” by J. Allen Boone. If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it. If you HAVE read it, I recommend reading it again. It is a beautiful tale about lessons inspired by a german shepherd named Strongheart that led him to understanding that ALL of life deserves this kind of respect.
“Accompanying each one of these lessons was the indirect but important reminder that he and almost all other animals, except those spoiled by human association, always live out from a pure heart, that is, from pure motives. He made it clear that if I wanted to get along with him or any other living thing, I must live out from a pure heart and pure motives, too.”
And on that note, I wish you the joy of experiencing this beautiful ‘web of connection’ – and to quote Mr. Boone once more:
“The most effective way to achieve right relations with any living thing is to look for the best in it, and then help that best into the fullest expression.”
Blessings to all.