A mouse dropped by unexpectedly. He was carried in by the tail held between the teeth of the cat. My husband re-caught the mouse by the tail and delivered him safely outside. We conjectured about the stories that mouse would take back to the nest about black cats and bipeds. I wondered what the mouse message was. A couple of hours later this “parable” came in the email…I don’t know who the author is.
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.
What food might this contain?' The mouse wondered - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.
Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning :
There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, 'Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.'
The mouse turned to the pig and told him, 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The pig sympathized, but said, 'I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.'
The mouse turned to the cow and said 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'
The cow said, 'Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose.'
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.
The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.
The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.
Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.
To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.
The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.
So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.
The next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.
We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.
REMEMBER,,,,
EACH OF US IS A VITAL THREAD IN ANOTHER PERSON'S TAPESTRY;
OUR LIVES ARE WOVEN TOGETHER FOR A REASON.
One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a friend!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
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4 comments:
Hi dear Anne,
we all need to keep on remembering our spiritual roots lie in our Oneness. Nothing else comes close to realizing this one fact, that we are part of one tapestry, one mural. Your mouse analogy holds a great truth.
There is a lot of work to be done first, we have got to face the dark side of ourselves and the ego has got to come face to face with the Emptiness that is us, beyond form. A very "tall order" for the ego...
Then we'll pass through the gates that lead us into the Temple of the Heart, Home.
Love & peace blessings,
frm-John
Thanks for sharing the incident/story, Anne; i heard that parable somewhere i vaguely remember. That lucky little field mouse! aaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Love,
friend/John
Blessings John,
Funny that I never heard that parable before...it has the air of one of those that's been around since time began.
It is a daily work, a daily commitment...no once a week on Sunday...contract with Oneness.
How is it with your neighbour...I'd go off my rocker if we didn't live secluded like we do. Nudists at heart are we.
Namaste
Anne
Greetings dear Anne,
as soon as i told you about my noisy boozy neighbour, it got calmer, quieter! i'm keeping my fingers (and toes) crossed that it will remain reasonably quiet.
Living in the middle of the town centre in a second floor flat in a block of flats means all amenities are close at hand; the downside is the constant whirrr of traffic noise, police/ambulance sirens, revellers, etc. Any other noise over that would drive me "bonkers" like that neighbour & his pals nearly did recently. Luckily my parents live 15 mins walk away.. i'm very much on tenderhooks about the situation, though getting on OK with day to day living.
Thanks for asking/caring.
Love/laughs from a friend,
-John
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