Bodhisattva was the fly

This a fictional story and not to be taken as a truth unless someone out there has had an experience like this and it is purely coincidental and to considered as not a fact.
It was early Sunday morning in July and the family was getting up to get ready to go church. As the day went on from eating breakfast and drinking coffee, everyone was delighted that this was special day.The day they will always remember as long as they lived. Now after the family was primmed with proper attire and set to go to church, someone walked by the garbage canned and knocked it over and did not notice it. While the trash was strewn all over the garage floor, the paper goods,napkins and newspapers, plastic tops and bacon grease with all kinds of other food particles and liquids were exposed to the hot humid morning that was brought on that day. As the morning lingered on, there was a transformation in the works. It seems during the night a few flies got into the garage and was attracted to the scent of the aromatic swill.Of course in the process of their folly more flies were created and larvae were soon hatched and created a halo of the winged warrior of man's after affect. During this dance of the occasion, the church going family was through with their communion with God and now they were on their way home. As they pulled in to the driveway, they opened the garage door only find the winged warriors of swill flying all around the garage space. Now dad and mom grabbed a couple of brooms and started swatting them out of the garage and their little daughter ran into the house allowing at least one of them into the kitchen.
Now the job of picking up an orderly home was once secured or was it. Remember the little daughter let one of the winged warriors in the house. Now as the day progressed and Sunday dinner was over the family with all the activity of Sunday was at a close. It seemed during the confusion one of the parents knocked over some solvent which rolled down the steps of the basement and was slowly leaking patiently towards the gas hot water tank. As the day became night the majority of the fumes where beginning to take shape of critical mass. As soon as the volitile mixture became of pyrotechnics the family was retired in a long drawn out sleep.Remember the fly was still in the house. During the situaution in the basement and the winged warrior enjoying the domain of the family's home both eventually got together. The fly wound up in the parents room and started to tease dad's nose. Dad was brushing the winged warrior to and fro, but the persistence of the little creature was not unnoticed. So dad decided to get up and see if he could free the pesky insect from the home.
The fly took dad to the kitchen and eventually out into the garage. Where dad finally let the tiny creature free. But dad noticed a peculiar smell of smoke, chemical and wood. Dad was now surprised that there was a fire in his basement and ran back into the house to get his family and save them. As he gathered his family he grabbed his cell phone and called 911. By the time the fire department got there the house was a total loss, but the family was intact. Now dad was recalling of the events due to a pile of garbage that wound up as the cause and effect of that event. It was amazing to him to see that the very same creature they were getting rid of was their saviour and he thanked God that they were still alive to see another day. The fly that everyone did not want around became a bodhisattva that day.
The moral of the story is and I emphasize judgement no matter how something small is bothering you it is a blessing in disguise and in this case many people discount shady things as fly by nights but this one paid off.Remember this is only fictional in my reality and is used as an opinion to bring out a point.
I hope you enjoyed reading this story as well as I presented to you. Thank you and may many little things guide you to your Enlightenment.
Peace(+) Dom DO-ZEN, FRO-ZEN with ZAZEN on the HORIZEN in my ZENDOM

Enlightenment of a plastic bag

Idea was thought of many months in the making. After scrutinized planning the container was in the process of being made. Chemical compounds were added together to create a sack made of plastic. It knew its job in the process but did not know the exact outcome was. As it was being processed the plastic sack was finally off the assembly line and placed in another container for shipping in a local market. Its confinement brought about some frustration but knew it would be liberated one day. As the days went by it made its destination to the market and was put on standby for the big moment to be used. A woman moved through the grocery line and chose plastic. To the bags alertness it prepped itself on the journey it long for months earlier for its freedom and now was its big chance. The store clerk opened the top end as it yawned happily and gorged on its sundries and other items. It was finally used as a proper transit container. This in mind, its relatives were on there way home to finally escape the conformity in the supermarket. Once it reached it journey it was utilized to throw trash in it. But in the process of becoming trash itself began to worry on the fate of being in a dumpsite buried forever. It knew its other colleagues would have the same fate, so it sat feverishly worried where it would end up forever. Then came the next day and the trash had to be thrown out for pickup. The big rolling garbage truck made its rounds and devoured the can it sat it. Frantically the plastic knew it was the time for enlightenment but a process had to be taken care of first. While the truck was making its rounds it realized that slowly many other jagged and chard pieces of garbage where ripping open the bag it was cocooned in. As the garbage truck made its journey to the dump the plastic bag was being blown around by the wind and very little aerodynamics of the truck. As it made its approach toward the weighing station at the dump a good gust of wind came along and scurried the plastic bag outside the vehicle. It pushed itself through 4 lanes of traffic by the help of Mother Natures powerful blowing wind force and wound up in a 30 foot oak tree as a pendant for the rest of its life. Right then and there it knew from one rack of synthetics that it would be enlightened with Nature. To this day it lives harmoniously in comfort of the tree that God created for it.
Enlightenment comes in many forms but the forms enligthenment come in are right in front of your eyes. Enjoy this piece for it opens your eyes.
Thanks and God Bless You All...Peace Dom Colucci