I was raised hardcore Roman Catholic, dragged to church every Sunday without fail, and resented it when I became a teen. When my mother told me she wouldn't be dragging us to church anymore once we reached sixteen years of age, I prayed to God to make my sixteenth birthday come sooner. The day I turned sixteen, I never went back to church on Sunday.
Being a total hypocrite, I got married in the Roman Catholic church, and later on I baptized my son there. When it came time for him to make his first Communion, and later on his Confirmation, he remained home, uncommunionized and unconfirmed while all the other Roman Catholics brought their seven year olds to church, wee little bride girls dressed in white and wee little groom boys dressed in uncomfortable suits.
My mother must have been appalled that I neglected to Roman Catholicize my son, but she never shared her horror with me. I guess she was at least satisfied that he was baptized so that God knew he existed. Whatever.
I have been studying Buddhism and I'm all down with it because it makes sense to me and I am on board with his teachings. Yesterday, I listened to a Buddhist speak of living in the moment, being mindful of what may be seen as inconsequential or unimportant, taking notice of and appreciating what is often taken for granted.
With that in mind, this morning I noticed a spider spinning a web on my clothesline, and I realized that I hadn't ever really payed much attention to or really watched a spider construct his web for longer than a few seconds. I stood there and watched this spider spinning the hell out of his web for a good fifteen minutes and man, these guys put bees to shame in the busy department. I went out and checked on my spider (yes, he's mine now) during the day to see if he'd caught anything but all he'd trapped was some unidentified fluff. All that hard work still hasn't paid off and damned if I'm not looking for a bug to to fling in his web and feed the little bugger.
I just got back from checking Spidey and noticed a second spider has spun a web but this one? This one looks like it's suspended in thin air in the middle of my yard. I am boggled and agog. There is nothing remotely close by to anchor a web and I have been trying to find the supporting threads and, well, they are invisible. What the what? How in tarnation?
Anyway, I will not be doing laundry until my spiders move on from the clothesline and thin air because I have a new respect for these hardcore industrious little guys, and I don't want to be a homewrecker.
I don't know how long it's been since I posted here and what I come up with after a longish absence is: spiders.
Riveting, I know
- Buddah and spiders