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Anxious hummingbirds
spilled their food on the deck at the back of my house. Attracted by the smell, rows of ants formed,
half an inch wide and over fifteen feet long all the way to the bottom of the
deck steps, disappearing into the backyard grass. If I had not known
better, I would have thought someone had placed a long black string from the
bird feeder to the steps and beyond.
They appeared to have
an understanding that one was not to get out of line or cause a disturbance
that would disrupt their task. The
monotony alone should have caused at least one of them to rebel and break
rank. But, no, the long string of ants
moved steadily in rhythmical motion. Pragmatic and efficient
team-players, ants must have developed a genetic instinct to "march to the
beat of the same drummer" in order to survive. Like other animals, humans for example,
self-preservation and endurance are of utmost importance.
Humans, however, can
question--if they will. They can choose
to think and to act, or not to think and not to act as another. Their abilities to determine right or wrong,
good or bad, of actions enable them to consider what might result from how they
think and what they do.
Though at times, they
too "get in line" with their own kind without questioning. The
results can be uncomfortable, bad, or even devastating. There's an old saying that "If it seems
too good to be true, it probably is." We can extend it to, "If it feels wrong,
it probably is." At least it's worth examining beforehand.
Having friends is
great! They often support and love us in ways our families do not. Some people I know are popular and collect friends
the way one might collect antiques or Hummel ornaments, and place a dear value upon
them. This is all right, to a degree. But, even in these relationships, caution in accepting
and following a friend's lead, no matter how valuable we feel the friend, is a
must. If in doing so, someone will likely
be hurt, then saying, "No," is the best response. Many people have
used bad judgment in following their friends, without thinking, and later
regretted it.
After watching the ants
on the deck a while, I took a broom handle nearby and shoved some out of
line. What did they do? They immediately formed a different route, a
curved one, and continued toward the sticky-sweet hummingbird liquid. My attempt to divert them was a waste of time--just
as any advice I try to give other people about the dangers of always conforming
to their friends is a waste. Ants
will be ants, people will be people; and we can learn from both.
Yet..., it was so easy
to grab a can of ant spray from the deck railing and in two sweeps scatter
and destroy those pesky little insects.