Once Bitten –
What started as a day of cleaning up the yard for guests who were coming turned into a near death adventure for a couple. A woman was weeding her flower bed when she spotted a snake. Frightened, she screamed, and her husband came running to see what was wrong. Spotting the snake he decapitated it with a shovel, “killing” it, saving his wife from harm. A few minutes later he returned to remove the snake body…
“But what they (the Sutcliffes) didn’t know is that snakes can still bite and inject venom for at least an hour, if not more, after being decapitated. So when Jeremy went to pick up the snake’s head about 10 minutes later, he never expected it to bite him in the hand…” (Read Full Story: https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/morning-mix/wp/2018/06/07/a-texas-man-decapitated-a-rattlesnake-it-bit-him-anyway-and-he-nearly-died-his-wife-says/?noredirect=on&utm_term=.8359d1db2ddd)
This harrowing tale came from the Washington Post. I read it this morning and learned a dead snake isn’t exactly dead. The article goes on to say that a snake’s head can bite you up to an hour after it died or more! That’s incredible that something no longer alive can still be a danger.
Reflecting on the article I thought about how most people have hurts, habits, and hang-ups in their lives and how often these can rear their ugly heads and strike even after we thought we had dealt with them. I listened to a story today about a woman who is an alcoholic, rageaholic and can’t stay out of jail. She struggles to make it two weeks. She has a history of trauma and abuse and her emotions and body bear the scars.
The dead, the past, have ways of haunting the present. Always proceed with caution.
blessings,
@BrianLoging (Twitter)
thewannabesaint.com
Temporary
Feb 25
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Temporary –
The sun, which shone so brightly the last couple of days filling my spirit and mind with images of spring, is gone today, replaced by gray, gloomy clouds. My wife’s flu bug which bit her last week seems to have been squished and she’s on the mend. The weekend is winding down and soon a new week will start.
I commented to a friend today about a photograph taken about 4 years ago that; “sometimes it seems long ago and other times yesterday.” I think that’s life. When younger I was told; “time moves faster as you get older.” It didn’t make sense to me then but now, on the other side of the hill (midlife), it’s a boulder rolling faster and faster.
The present moment, where we long to continuously dwell, is the one place that brings thankfulness, humility, and acceptance. We are thankful because we are only “grass that whithers, blows away, and its place remembers it no more.” Every moment is precious, even the ones we’d rather not experience. We are humbled by the brevity of ourselves and the things around us. Nothing is permanent which we can touch, see, feel, hear, or taste. “All things are passing away.” By accepting this truth we can choose to consciously, deliberately, live leaving nothing unfinished, and embrace this flash of light we call being alive.
blessings,
@BrianLoging (Twitter)
thewannabesaint.com
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