Itsy Bitsy Spider

It is my nature to see a thing and get lost in thought. I learn lessons, dream up stories (most unwritten), and truths settle into my spirit that perhaps words upon damaged ears can't convey.  I say damaged ears because, my hearing is prejudiced. I'm just now beginning to really understand how my past, my mistakes, the walls I've built, and trusts broken have deafened me.

Clarity is a double edged sword. The dawning of knowing a new to me revelation is exciting, but then it beckons change to occur. That's when the steady undoing has to happen.

My last outing with a camera wasn't stellar. That happens sometimes. I don't judge my camera. I don't judge my surroundings. I don't even judge my incompetence. In that arena, I'm able to accept that at times, it's simply about the experience; getting out there and shooting, that is the jewel rather than what is captured.

This morning, I finally had time to truly review the images I shot and pretty much had the same impression as I did when I performed my first cursory glance through the files. This day wasn't a great session. Then, I noticed this shot:

It really isn't the quality of the shot that caught my attention. It's the lesson in that industrious tiny spider doing what it's designed to do. I took the time to allow this to sink in. The little guy didn't wake up, stretch, and say, "I do believe I shall cast a web of grand proportions upon this day" (If he talked and sounded a little British).

He (I didn't check, I'm just generalizing here) simply did what his DNA tells him to do. That web was much greater than he is. That web likely didn't survive the day. Nevertheless, he simply began crafting his art because that's what was the right thing to do.

I have a great task before me. I have a lot of undoing to do. Today, I do what I can this day. I will do what is the right thing to do. It's in my DNA. I've squashed its voice with emotions and history. It is time to be fundamentally sound in practice. Behold the way of the itsy bitsy spider. :D