My Own Parachute

I was about to get in the shower the other day when I spotted a large spider by the drain.  With big spiders I often relate to them more like delicate, small animals and do not feel as prone to vacuum, rinse, or smoosh them.  And so, in this temperament I left and returned with a cup and a piece of paper to capture the arachnid and release him back to the wild (meaning my front lawn).

I transferred the spider to the window and dropped him to the grass below (we live in a ranch house).  As I did so, the spider was so light - I realized it was much like he was his own parachute.  This got me thinking.

It's always a gentler landing when I am light about things.  When I am judgmental, when I complain, when I try too hard, when I don't feel at ease and yet persist, I crash and burn - even when I am "right".  There is a heaviness to all of that; it weighs me down.  

I feel I am meant to be light about things.  I want my thoughts to land like feathers not send me wailing off a cliff at breakneck speed.  That doesn't mean I can't think about heavier subjects.  I can think about anything I like but when I have a lighter touch, when I am lighter about it all, I become my own parachute and the landing is always easier on me.

How are you landing these days?
Lots of love,
Jen