Last night as the bath was draining I had a thought about a spider. I wondered why a normal English house spider couldn’t crawl out. I imagined one trying.
This morning as I was brushing my teeth I noticed a normal English house spider hanging desperately onto the wall of the bath. His little spider legs spread wide shaking with the exertion. He fell and immediately skittled back up to where he had been, only higher this time.
I cheered him on. “Go on, you can do it! Maybe you are Super Spider I could make you a little red cape.” I could see him so proud in his cape, the sole spider that made it to the ledge of the tub.
Later Michelle came by. I went back to the bathroom and the spider was still trying. I was exhausted just thinking about it. I opened Forrest’s window in preparation. No psyching up, no fear, I held out my hand and allowed the spider to drop into it. “Let me help you out of the bath.” But then I threw him out the window! I suddenly thought about the poor spider feeling relieved to be out of the bath but then being thrown from a second floor window to his death. Hmm, do spiders die or fly? “Sorry!” I called after him.
I thought about Spider Man squirting out a line of web to hang onto. I decided spiders must do that.
I told Michelle about the spider and having seen that vision the night before. “Is that who you were talking to?”
“Yes. I was talking to the spider.”
“Wow you are really taking things from the spiders perspective.”
“Well isn’t that what we all need to do with everyone? Do you think there’s a flat glitched spider down there?” I opened the window and looked down into the courtyard.
I told Bob about this episode later to ask if spiders landed on their feet. He assured me they are so light they float down. Then he said, “Gosh you have a very exciting life.”
It was indeed a full experience. Firstly I had imagined seeing a spider in the tub the night before. Good manifesting or law of attraction, or getting a glimpse of another space and time. For me it feels like tapping in to another space and time, but it happens so quickly. The night I “saw” in my minds eye the spider in the tub I did not realise I was zipping into the next day. It was only when I stepped into that vision that I realised I had already seen it. This has happened on a number of occasions throughout my life.
Noticing it is a sign. Spiders represent creativity, writing, the bridge between the worlds. Mostly I have been terrified of them my entire life. A few months ago I picked one up just to see if I still could. My heart was beating hard and I was nervous and dropped it twice but managed to do it. This time it was no big deal once I could relate to the spider.
Once we can see a situation from another’s perspective we can make more conscious choices.
