Spiders. Do you love them or loath them? There are over 40,000 different speicies of spiders living everywhere in the world except Antarctica. They range in size from tiny, to almost the size of a small puppy. Almost all of them have a poisonious bite. There are even spiders that catch and eat birds! They have been here for the last 380 million years and without them, we’d be drowning in bugs.

Whether the thoughts of spiders makes your skin crawl or you find them fascinating, there’s also a spiritual side to spiders – at least if you’re human. It’s a part of the human condition that we love to find meaning and symbolism in the world around us and that we anthopomorphize our fellow creatures.

Meet Grandmother Spider.

Grandmother Spider weaves our story. She represents the wheel of life, which tells us, among other things, to seize the moment of change when it’s presented to us. Life is not written in stone, although it might be written in the web of Grandmother Spider, who constantly is re-weaving her web as she needs to. I admire spiders. I think they are amazing creatures and I have a great respect for them. I will also shriek at the top of my lungs and do the “get-it-off-me” dance if one lands on me. I remember the first time this happened – I was so embarrassed by my reaction and yet it felt as though I no control over it. Call it instinct, some survival reaction to an innate understanding that this small creature’s bite could kill me. So I have a healthy respect for Grandmother Spider and, and yes, I will catch them in a cup and put them outside – especially the really big ones – whenever I can. I will admire them from afar.

This time of the year is especially amazing as the female of the common garden spider spins her web for the last time, calls her mate to her – who is tiny in comparison to her – and bundles her babies into a tight cocoon that survives the winter to be born as thousands of tiny, perfect, spiders in Spring. After she lays her eggs, she dies. The male dies after he mates with her. I once found a perfect Orb spider web in my back yard, illuminated by the full moon on the night I found it. An enormous garden spider was at it’s center, her egg sack tucked into the beam of the trellis she had chosen. The next year, another web was in the same place, made by a different spider. Wouldn’t it be amazing if the new spider was one of her babies – drawn to the same place it was born…I wonder..

Do you know what a spider does if her web gets ruined? She spins another one! Don’t allow your story to define who you are – if you don’t like how you’re telling your story, look at how you could tell it differently, from a place of acknowledgement and empowerment! You are a Super Star – own it! Weave a new tale to tell!

Megan Edge Psy-chick Healing Studio Master Healer Intuitive Counsellor, Educator and Author


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