Spiders usually creep me out (& get squashed under my shoe.) But two weeks ago I noticed a (very) large spider hanging out near our back garage door. Before splatting it into oblivion, I observed the magnificent web that stretched large and long next to the door.
Dashed inside for a Wikipedia check to find it’s a yellow garden spider (“Argiope aurantia”) and (most importantly) is not poisonous, just stings like a bee when threatened.
Two weeks later it seems that our friendly yellow garden spider has taken up permanent residence by our door (that continues to be carefully opened, to be sure.)
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.”
Alexander Pope, from ‘An Essay on Man’
Methinks Miss Yellow Garden Spider has a bit of inspiration to offer us today. Even when a major thunderstorm tumbled everything around her, she kept spinning her web. Even in bright (very hot) sunshine, she keeps spinning her web. Even when bits of her web have been knocked about (we have to get in and out of the door), she keeps spinning. Even though her web is hard to see (part of her strategy?) it’s there, holding her in place.
Relevance to us today (ie, get to the point, Virginia?) What kind of webs are we spinning? The biggest possible kind that will catch others with tendrils of love? Or does apathetic stress shrink our webs with closemindedness?
In the late 1940s Reverend Peter Marshall as Chaplain of the U.S. Senate shared a quote that had been used as a rallying cry for G.I.s during WWII. The world and lives of our parents & grandparents generations at that time had been turned upside down.
“A different world cannot be built by indifferent people.”
Virginia : )