Philosophical question that I'm mulling over in my brain.

This morning while I was sweeping, I noticed a tiny ant. At first I thought it was a flea.

I swept it up into the dust bin, and then realized it was a small ant.

The question I'm trying to decide at the moment is, did I violate my daily vow to treat all beings with compassion?

It still lived, I was gentle with emptying the dustbin and saw it moving on a paper towel...

I think about things like this, often.