Once again, I am amazed and enthralled by the cornucopia of inspiration that I receive from sitting in the patio. Following the brutal wind we experienced yesterday, I am grateful for the light breeze and the flourishing of blooms on geraniums, marigolds and pansies.

Sitting quietly and receiving energy from my surroundings, I notice a solitary grasshopper who shares the nearby rocks. He stays still for a very long time and if it weren’t for the movement of his tiny legs, I would wonder if he is still alive.

Under no circumstances would I put an end to him or chase him to another spot. He is as much a member of the community as I am. Without knowing exactly what he eats, I respect the fact that he occupies a specific place in the great chain of nature. As much as I have the right to do my part in this nature community, so does he.

Many years ago, I had a wonderful, irreplaceable friend who welcomed me to a new city and extended the most hospitality I have ever known. She was a dedicated wife and mother as well as being a prolific gardener and cook. We observed many insects in our gardening and canning endeavors, and I will never forget that every time she had to kill a bug, she would implore, “Go to God.”

This is not to say that I don’t kill critters who are uninvited house guests or those who attack my thriving plants. But for the most part, I welcome Mr. Grasshopper, Mr. Bumblebee and the numerous species of birds who partake of our food or nectar.

Whenever we lose sight of the rights and privileges of those around us, we disrupt the rules of life and survival. Each time I hear of murders, rapes or other atrocities in this community we call civilization, I shudder at the thought of what that person could have represented or given. While Mr. Grasshopper will never win a Nobel Prize or invent a cure for cancer, I am grateful for his presence and that of his fellow residents on our earth. Shalom.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s