Thought and Poem – December 20, 2014
There is no question about it…I DO NOT like spiders. I don’t think they are beautiful. They are not intriguing to me. And, they do NOTHING that amuses me.
I didn’t buy into that “Charlotte’s Web” cuteness when they made a movie about the spider. But if you are one of those who love all of God’s creatures, big and small…if you want them to live….a spider has to stay away from me.
I never was one to like these creepy crawling wall climbers and I am trying really hard to evaluate my fear of them; to try and figure out where my fear of them stems from. I was hoping that maybe I could work something out in my brain so that I would not feel compelled to ATTACK when a spider comes around me.
I spent a little time meditating on this theory today and I firmly believe that I may have legitimate reasons to be fearful of spiders. I strongly feel I may have PTSD stemming from my previous encounters with spiders.
There have been a few occasions that a spider crawled on me in my bed, or I have walked into a web when trucking through the woods or venturing into the barn during my younger years when I didn’t know that spiders could not harm me. And I know there were times I have been told “untruths” by my siblings when the subject matter of spiders was discussed when I was very, very young.
The movies generated by the film industry that included “acting or mechanical spiders” didn’t help matters either. Their plots were so hyped up that you felt that the very large spiders on the viewing screens were really going to invade the earth from outer space. It lead you to believe that these multi-legged “aliens” were anxious to trap victims and imprisoned them between their long hairy legs, while they spun their human “TWINKIES” into the mesh of their webs to feast on their brains for din..din at a later time! These movies did not help me in any way to find that peace we like to glean from watching movies on a quiet Sunday afternoon. And along with the movies and my own incredible imagination there is no doubt why I have been scared of spiders and why I have been emotional doomed for life.
I am convinced that there are no negotiable options that can be presented to me in regards to coming to terms with my fear of spiders. I normally don’t go on “spider hunts” or “safaris,” and I feel spiders can have the full reign of my yard, trees and garage if this is what they want to do. But I am sorry to proclaim, that if they land on me, or my built-in radar system detects them on the walls, floors, and by chance on…me…if they are not fast enough to escape…they are going to end up dead!
What about you? When a spider lands on you or shows up on your wall, are you one to pick it up and chat with it or are you one that will SCREAM and go in for the KILL? Share your thoughts with us…Jeanne Claire Probst
Spotted a Spider.... Oh Dear!
I am not going to be able to sleep tonight
I see no peace in sight
I will have to stand guard and keep on the alert
For the SPIDER that I saw when I was cleaning my house earlier!
The flyswatter was right in front of me
Within an arm’s reach
Quickly I whacked the wall above the door
And wouldn’t you know it…I missed…and the spider was no more?
I did not find it on the floor,
I did not find it even though I looked, then looked some more,
I know it is in shock somewhere but it must have some life,
As it disappeared quickly and somehow camouflaged itself out of my sight.
So hello…I am not happy,
No one in my house is going to get any sleep;
But as usual when this situation happened before, I will still lay in my bed,
As I know at some point the spider will appear again and this time I will make sure it will be DEAD!
Jeanne Claire Probst
