There is a sugar ant crawling on my back. I can't catch it. I've rubbed my back on the wall, turned my shirt inside out, pulled a towel along my back hoping to get it off. The tiny little creature seems to anticipate my every move. Ha! On the shoulder, and dead.
A year ago, there is no way I would have been okay with this. I would have been scratching and itching, and trying to find some way of killing each and every ant I saw. Today? I'm not enjoying the co-habitation, but I'm not scared of it. I'm resigned to the fact that I will have these ants in my apartment. They don't really do any harm, though Cassie doesn't like them in her food. They're easy enough to kill when you can see them. When I say they're tiny, I mean it. If there is one on your arm, it is easily invisible to the eye, if not the nerve endings.
All in all, it's pretty amazing how things change. It comes back to being open. You can't experience what you don't allow to happen, and many, many things happen without a human plan or intention. I'm not one of those "live-in-the-moment, don't worry, be happy" kinds of people. I recognize everyone and everything has a past, and needs to be prepared for the future. That's what makes us human. However, I think we need to stop, really see what our lives are right here, right now, and appreciate what this life is. How amazing.
What kind of changes do you really see, if you look hard enough?
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