When you are feeling unloved or not worthy you are focusing on an illusion.  You are cared for, encouraged, loved, and supported no matter what the appearance of your current situation may lead you to believe. The Universe/God is always there for you. Instead of wondering if you are loved…know that you are loved.  You don’t need to try so hard to be deemed worthy of love.  Let your own original light from within shine through. Know that you are always connected to an eternal source of love…always.

Peanut came in, plopped on the bed, and just stared at me.  I was typing away on my laptop and could feel her waiting to say something.  So I walked over to her and sat down next to her.

“You want to tell me something?”

She slowly nodded her head.  “I just saved a life.”

“You did?”

“Yep.”

“Tell me about it.”

She sat up and smiled. “I was outside playing and I noticed a HUGE spider web.”

“Ewww…” I encouraged.

She wrinkled her nose.  “Yeah!  It was really big Mom!  It was the size of that bottle over there.”  I tried not to smile.  I knew that had to be a bit of an exaggeration.   She continued, “It was yellow and brown with brown streaks down its leg.”

“Oh…” I thought to myself.  “She’s right.  I’ve seen those around outside.  They are the size of a small pill bottle.”

Peanut continued.  “It crawled out of a hole toward its web and there in the web was the cutest thing I have ever seen.  It was a fuzzy white moth, Mom.  It had little black eyes and it was looking at me.  I could hear it begging me to save it.  The spider crawled with its big meanie legs toward the moth and the spider began to wrap it up.”

“Wow!  So what did you do?”

“I didn’t want to hurt the spider ‘cuz it is his home but I had to save that moth.  I knew that spider needed his dinner but not on my watch!  He could eat something later so I took a stick and poked the spider ever so gently and he ran back in his hole.”

I was intrigued.  I knew that spiders sometimes paralyze their little meals before ‘wrapping’ them up.  I wondered if she truly saved the moth.

“So what did you do next?” I asked.

“I took the stick and slid it under the moth.  I didn’t break the web or anything.  I kept the spider’s home intact.”

My daughter, thinking about the spider’s welfare as well.  What a girl…

“But the moth couldn’t move so I put my finger up to that sticky web and the moth could only use her legs but got on my finger.  There was spider webbing all over her wings. I didn’t want to pull of the webbing because her wings looked so fragile.”

“What did you do?”

“I waited.  Her legs worked and then she began to flap her wings a little and the webbing fell off.  It felt so neat to feel her wings.  It felt like a little angel flutter. She sat on my finger for a few minutes and then she flew up.  She landed back on my finger ‘cuz she was wobbly but then she really flew off.  I followed her to make sure she was okay.”

“Wow…you saved a life.”

She was happy.  “I then went back to look at that spider.  He had already caught a fly and wrapped it up like a mummy so he got to eat.”

“Good to know, Peanut.  You were concerned about the spider?”

“Yeah but he still got to eat.  I did what you said, Mom.”

“What do you mean?”  I was racking my brain for some kind of ‘save the moth’ story I had told her.  lol

“I saw something happening and I felt kind of helpless and then I listened to what my heart (she pointed to her chest) and my self inside (she pointed to her forehead) and both of them told me that the moth should be saved and that there would be a way to do it.  So I relaxed and tried not to think of the ooey gooey spider and see what would be best for everything and it worked.  I didn’t touch the icky-ness and only went for my good feeling which was saving that moth.”  She was proud of herself and I was proud of her for using her inner skills.

I gave her a hug. “Good job!”

She sat on the edge of the bed and swung her legs.  “I think I’m going to go and contemplate.”

Yeah…she used the word ‘contemplate.’  My eleven year old guru. What a crack up!

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