I got home one day from running an errand, went to the room I use as my office and sat at my desk to work. I started hearing a loud buzzing sound around me and noticed that a fly had inadvertently accompanied me inside my house; she was now frantically flying around, trying to find its way out. I was aware that there was no point in trying to help the fly at that moment. She’d just started frantic-flying, so she wasn’t tired yet and would be nearly impossible to catch. I tried my best to go back to my work and bide my time without getting frantic myself over my concern about the trapped fly (yes, that kind of situation tends to worry me to no end until I find a way to solve it). At a certain point, I lost track of the fly. I hoped that she had managed to get out on her own, as my husband had also come home and we’d taken our dog out for a walk since the fly had first come inside. Later on, as I sat for meditation in our bedroom, I started hearing the fly again. But this time, both her buzzing and flying around were less frantic, so she was probably getting tired by now. I sat quietly and calmly, planning to finish my short meditation and then try to find the right opportunity to help the fly. That’s when I was awaken from my meditative state by the most desperately frantic buzzing I had ever heard coming from a fly. I jumped from a peaceful feeling to a high state of anxiety in less than a second, as if I could feel the fly at that moment. Then I noticed that the sound was coming from behind the blinds of the bedroom window right across from where I sat. I stood up and went there to investigate. As I carefully moved the window blinds back a little, I saw that the poor fly had been caught in a spider web, and the web’s crafty creator was moving swiftly as she made her way to the fly. The poor fly was buzzing away in her desperate attempts to free herself, to no avail. I quickly grabbed the bug cup I keep in the bedroom (the cup I reserve to catch insects in the house and release them outside), and placed it over the fly, while managing to keep the spider at bay without hurting it. I then placed a postcard under the cup and removed the fly from the web. After apologizing to the spider for damaging her web and robbing her of a supple meal she’d earned fair and square, wishing her better luck next time and reminding her that there were plenty of other available insects around that were under my radar (yes, that’s how my crazy mind rolls), I took the bug cup outside and tried to release the fly. However, I realized that she was partially covered by the sticky web threads and couldn’t move. So I had to find a way to hold the fly inside the bug cup while pulling the web strands from outside the cup to set her free; and all that without touching her, of course (ew). In a couple of minutes, I was finally able to clean up the fly, who seemed ecstatic about being released into the sunny outdoors. I found this experience fascinating, as it caused me to wonder if, for one brief moment, I had actually connected with that fly to the point that I could feel her terror. She obviously knew that she was in a deadly trap; and responding to her survival instinct, she was “screaming” for help (now I have in my mind the iconic scene from the movie The Fly, when the half man/half fly creature is calling in a high-pitched voice, “help me… help me…”). Was it the fly’s frantic buzz that had made me feel suddenly anxious, without even knowing what was going on? Am I just projecting my own feelings onto a small insect that allegedly has none? Perhaps. But I’d like to believe that what we call “feeling” manifests in different ways and degrees in other living beings; and that shouldn’t mean they are less significant. I also believe that we are all capable of deep empathy with other beings, and that we’re just used to shutting off that part of ourselves due to lack of practice and for the convenience of our live styles. Maybe we can develop this ability just as Noah, the boy who became able to communicate with spiders in the movie The Last Mimzy… According to a message received during one of our TriH - Healers Healing Healers group meeting (reference below), it’s in the quiet that “we open ourselves to the messages that the Earth is sending (using what we need with gratitude and not taking more than what we need; sharing and caring about each other), as well as the messages that the Spirit Animals are sending (live in the light and develop intuition).” I wonder what amazing knowledge we’re missing out on for ignoring our natural state of interconnectedness, and what important messages our beautiful planet and other wonderful living beings could share with us. Gisele Marasca-Vargas; 04/22/2020 giscritters.com Reference: Our Message to You (first TriH - Healers Healing Healers online group meeting on Saturday, April 4, 2020). https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=2852237184859732&set=gm.604233896795984&type=3&theater&ifg=1
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