Snake

Yesterday morning, a garter snake lounged in a loose bundle under a leaf of a lily plant in my garden. The snake had chosen the brightest corner of the small garden plot. It stayed there all morning, despite my tidying up around it. I am about as uncomfortable with snakes as the next human, but I felt honored by this snake's choice of my newly blooming flower bed. And I sincerely hope it stays nearby all season. There are many insects to be eaten. I realize my practice has helped me to appreciate life on small scale. That appreciation is its own reward and has its own special kind of healing power.