I took a walk in the woods over an unkempt path. I carelessly crashed through a spider’s web. YIKES! I brushed that spider off in a flash. Cobwebs clung to my face, hands, and hair. YUCK!

I kept walking. I kept brushing myself off.  It’s hard to brush yourself off, as the Buddha surmised. And it’s hard to brush off the guilt from carelessly destroying creation.

I went back to apologize and saw the spider already at work, mending creation.

Photograph by Paula Tremba © 2019 (click on image to see larger view)