tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post563028172678458856..comments2024-02-21T05:25:15.214-05:00Comments on Views from Raven's Nest: Spiders and ButterfliesRavenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04996538460071167819noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post-8611883505621989742008-03-10T10:27:00.000-04:002008-03-10T10:27:00.000-04:00snoopmurph, kim... interesting to see such differe...snoopmurph, kim... interesting to see such different responses. I knew this would be a tough one for your snoopmurph. I was once just like you about spiders... maybe not quite so terrified, but pretty close. I still have very mixed feelings about them and much prefer NOT to have them around. With typical "universe irony" they most prefer to hang out in my bathroom, though the up side is that I have yet to see one in the bedroom. That would leave me sleepless... But I'm rambling. Kim, I envy you your grandmother story... or some other wise person to teach me not to fear. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for being brave and reading, Snoop.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04996538460071167819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post-53783221459836713482008-03-10T07:46:00.000-04:002008-03-10T07:46:00.000-04:00I like spiders...my meditation room used to be in ...I like spiders...my meditation room used to be in a semi-finished room in our basement and many spiders would come hang out with me, while I meditated. I do move them, gently, from the house to the back porch, though, as their webs, while quite beautiful, do collect dust in a most unfortunate way!<BR/><BR/>Daddy Long Legs remind me of my grandmother...when I was young, we'd sit on her front lawn, looking for four-leaf clovers...she'd let Daddy Long Legs crawl on her...guess that's why I don't fear spiders now!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02647293101373219073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post-6412388471911883682008-03-10T03:00:00.000-04:002008-03-10T03:00:00.000-04:00Okay-I almost did not read on considering that spi...Okay-I almost did not read on considering that spider headlining your entry! (shaking, shuddering and looking around now!) I am continually impressed by people who can make peace with spiders and I am not convinced I can be one of those people, even with positive spider stories. <BR/><BR/>This is probably my greatest obstacle to practicing loving-kindness. I just read an entire chapter in one of my books about not killing living creatures-spiders were specifically mentioned. I was hoping for an exception to the rule! <BR/><BR/>I hope you will include a butterfly post next time-please don't make the spider a regular feature!Linda Murphyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16801313102525232162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post-54171366433682382432008-03-09T18:13:00.000-04:002008-03-09T18:13:00.000-04:00Hi Michael. Ugh... great story. I've been spared b...Hi Michael. Ugh... great story. I've been spared bird poop, but I have had more than one moth (can you believe that?) meet it's end by flying down my horrified throat.Ravenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04996538460071167819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36130350.post-85436022635424253882008-03-09T17:57:00.000-04:002008-03-09T17:57:00.000-04:00Hi, Raven! Somewhat "off topic" but related. Cyndi...Hi, Raven! Somewhat "off topic" but related. Cyndi Lauper was performing in an outdoor concert when a bird decided to relieve itself with the white stuff in-flight and it landed in her mouth. Thankfully she grabed a towel and spat it out and continued the song (a trooper!). Afterwards, she told the audience that her Grandmother insisted this was a sign of good luck!I guess the moral of the story is don't look up!:)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16539850495318868267noreply@blogger.com