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The Soul of a Fly

OCD-Free
3 min readJun 24, 2022

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Robber Fly by Thomas Shanan, http://www.flickr.com/photos/opoterser/3085177911

So there I was, walking my dog on a hot summer day when a fly repeatedly approached me and landed on my hand. I had been practicing thoughts of universal love, which I sometimes do on my dog walks, so maybe the fly was attracted to my benevolent nature. That, or my dog and I were so tired and sweaty that we smelled like we might keel over dead at any moment and be good eating for a fly. In either case, I looked very carefully at this fly. It was quite beautiful, not your ordinary housefly. As I peered into the compound eyes of the little being, I began to ponder its soul or spirit.

I’m not one to believe that only humans are endowed with spirit energy. That viewpoint seems a bit species-centric to me. I started to picture my spirit, and the fly’s spirit, both connected to the universal source of all life energy. I caught myself visualizing the little fly’s spirit as much smaller than mine. But then I thought, Do I have a larger spirit than the fly? Why would I? I have to assume that the spirit or soul of a small person is equal to that of a large person. Otherwise, I would have to come to grips with the idea that elephants and blue whales have spirits vastly larger than my own. Is there another reason that my spirit would be bigger? In some ways, I’m a lot smarter than the fly. But then again, that fly can fly. So, it’s smarter than me in at least that regard. Some people are a bit dismissive of the value of a…

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