Found this amusing and pretty darn cool.
I opened my makeshift country mailbox – an old transmission on a wooden post, the remnants of the former auto body shop that once rumbled on my property – and was met with a bit more than just my daily deliveries this a.m. A house mouse (Mus musculus) had taken residence in the space beneath the metal chambers’ cracked plastic bottom. When I reached in, I literally felt a handful of squirming fur, eliciting two small synchronous squeaks! ~ from both man and mouse. Removing the plastic bottom, I could make out his grassy bed and small, sheltered living area below. Then I caught sight of the little crit’ in the transmission’s rear chamber.
Having previously talked on my blog about how life is always communicating with us on a certain level, if you scratch around like a good house mouse you’ll find the notion in my previous droppings (Eww! Hey now, we’re talking mice here and they are incontinent lil’ critters). Oh course, re: our relationship to the world around us and within us, whether we choose to truly listen to and trust life is our choice, or maybe our spiritual work, in a way. When I opened the box, that mouse looked me dead in the eye and we had a very brief, very intense exchange. Giving it (un) thought (known) later, the mouse was a nod to my establishing order and organization in my new place, keeping an attention to detail but not over-analyzing the sea change currently occurring in my life (very challenging for me, to not be overly analytical, as well as overly critical).
Later, chatting up my friend I’ve dubbed The Wizard, my teacher John, the man who helps me decipher symbols and signs and whatnot, he responded: “Oh yeah, the mouse? The mouse was there to tell you to let go of all your… what do you call it? Your uh, when you’re deluded, you know… (I’m laughing now) “My delusions of grandeur?” “Yes! Yes! Your J C superstar closet Messiah complex, Exactly! He was telling you to forget that, that’s crap”(house mouse crap?).” But here’s The Thing (he says Here’s The Thing often when making an important point) DO recognize that the greater vision of having a place where people can feel good and safe and uplifted and creatively express themselves is coming into being, and you can be very happy about that. But remember that now being diligent with the little things (also challenging for me) will bring the big pic into better focus. So scrutinize these situations and people and opportunities coming your way – be cool, calm down, relax, it’ll all work out.” That is so his mantra to me, always – “Relax, let go, it’s all On, man, just start enjoying the ride son, can you!?”
Yes, yes, I can. I can let go of being overly emotional and overly critical and dwelling on all on the serious poo I had to slog through to get Here. Where? HERE – this wonderful, wild new clearing in the middle of my chest, in the middle of somewhere USA, where a mouse has made my mailbox his house. Hey, if it’s cool with the USPS, it’s cool with me, because it’s going to be a long, cold, and maybe now that I consider it, not-so-lonely winter. I picked up some local artisan Gouda in an exchange of grateful energy, thanking that little dude for delivering the Big Message: that what’s in store is far, far more than my tiny, fluttering heart and mind could ever concoct. So be in Awe. And also be busy.
Edited by EricFromPa, April 01, 2016 - 12:25 PM.