There was a spider each, in the last two flowers above. Both of them were hidden beneath the flowers. They found their hiding place.
There is a way of being present and yet hidden!
I felt this way of presence as something unusual.
Anna and I visited a friend yesterday, whose husband had a traumatic brain injury in a road side accident and is now quadriplegic. The last two years have been a harrowing time for her. Listening to her we got a faint sense of the daily demands on her in taking care of her husband and adjusting to the special situations each day. In her conversation, in spite of the trying experiences, sometimes more than what she could endure, she was forthcoming with her fortitude and endurance. As a family before her husband's accident, they were in public life offering leadership in their professional roles. Now they live hidden, alone and confined to their home.
The spirit of resilience, hope and openness to adapt to the difficult situation seemed evident in her attitude. I felt that she was a witness to the reality of receiving multiplied grace while in multiplied distress.
It was raining heavily while driving back home in the dark, with no street lights.
Sometimes we encounter the experience of having to stay hidden under disturbing circumstances. That is difficult and demanding.
The spiders can look forward to sunny days and dry season for them to return to their normal habitat. They do not have to be live hidden and sheltered all the time.
But there are those who live lonely and hidden because of stressful and enforced situations.
How much I am aware of such people in my neighbourhood! This is what dawned upon me at the end of the day!
A common feature ever since the nuclear family system has evolved is that a family with special needs often lives alone in isolation. They live hidden and remain hidden to rest of us because we live our preoccupied with ourselves!
The spiders and a family, having to remain hidden in difficult circumstances, sent me a message of awareness about living more mindfully !
M.C.Mathew(text and photo)
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