An American Bullfrog took advantage of a rainy day and found his way from a neighbor's irrigation pond to our dry yard. We quickly caught him (he wasn't as fast as he looked) and helped his poor body out by putting him in the kids' wading pool. We very gently touched his skin and picked him up to see him better.
He was so lovely. This guy was so huge, we thought he might be about 10 years old.
What a long time to be alive when you start out as a tiny frog egg.
Imagine the odds.
He looked absolutely calm when we were holding him. But soon, we took him back to where he belonged. We knew this was a "he" because the "he" frogs have larger diameter tympanum (the large round "ear drums" near their eyes) than their eye diameter. A "she" frog has the same size diameter or smaller tympanum than their eyes; pretty cool, huh.
This made me think of something I just read by Rudolph Steiner:
"Our highest endeavor must be to develop free human beings, who are able, of themselves, to bring purpose and direction to their lives."
The froggy saw the opportunity to go on a walkabout and he did. No matter how careful he'd been all those years, probably, perhaps, most likely, growing up in the same irrigation pond year after year, avoiding all kinds of dangers. It rained - is raining - HARD the last few days, but it seems that very next day after he'd decided to head out, it was dry and hot. Ahh well, it was a very high endeavor, indeed.