Yesterday I removed a rotten wooden step and moved a bunch of cement blocks around to make them into temporary steps leading out to the back yard. I have always had a fascination with toads and was delighted this spring when I noticed one living under the step. As I was moving the blocks around, I saw him hopping down the tunnel which once led to dirt under the now removed step. Now the tunnels all led to the cement wall under my dining room door. I did my best to make sure he could get out but was not sure if this new configuration would be pleasing to him or not. I knew however, it was safer for me, as I did not want to fall through the rotten step. That thought was just not a pleasant one to entertain for long.
Last night I mentioned my concern for the toad to my daughter, she said, "he will adapt." I thought that was a simple but wise thought and one I felt spoke of truth. So, today as I walked down the now sturdy steps, my curiosity about where he was living got to me. I went back into the house to get a flashlight and used the light to peer down each tunnel. I was disappointed as I could not see him in any of the tunnels made from the cement block. All I saw were cobwebs, pebbles, dirt and that cement wall which certainly did not look very inviting for a toad. Each tunnel lead to a dead end with no land to settle himself into. I must say, I was a bit disappointed that I had not figured out a way to recreate a toad habitat yesterday.
After a moment or two, I thought, hmm I wonder if he is able to be safe under a board I had left near the steps.. so I picked it up and peered under it. No toad, hmmm, my instinct was to keep looking. I told you I was curious. We have a tall storage bin sitting on the ground next to the steps that I carefully picked up. Sure enough, there was the toad, all snuggled into the dirt under this bin. I was filled with joy and peace knowing he had indeed adapted as I carefully replaced the bin on top of him.
Sometimes we have to adapt to changes in our life just like this toad. Ahhh, don't you just love the lessons we learn from listening to whispering hearts!
BE the toad! Love it... Did I miss out on the part where you were kissing the toad..?
ReplyDeleteAdapt to changes... Interesting. I am coaching a friend that is in the process of wrapping up a pretty dysfunctional relationship. She related to herself as a frog in slowly but steadily heating water. She got used to the abuse gradually and when she finally woke up to the "OMG! I am in boiling hot water!" it was too late...
So I guess it's good to stay present to changes and note whether they are good changes that we can adapt to, or bad changes that we better disengage from before they reach the "I'm gonna die!" stage...
What is what and who is who in the zoo can only be determined in the moment... by following the feel. Kinda reminds me of the serenity prayer...