The Invisible Mouse

I have had a (single) message sent to me from many unexpected places today (albeit spoken in many different kinds of language). My primary messenger, however, is an invisible mouse.

I keep thinking I see, or hear, him/her – but I never do. I’ve seen a moving shadow – that could have been a mouse – but might not have been anything at all. I’ve heard rustlings and scuttlings in the bedroom, but they might have been coming from next door – or have been something else entirely. I’ve heard shuffles in the living room – and now I’ve given up trying to explain it.

But I did look up the spiritual meaning of mice again. (It’s not the first time I’ve hosted one – and it’s always just one).

I remembered from an earlier time that they were reminders to look at the details in one’s life. Until today, I’ve always thought that that referred to the things that were wrong (invisible, but significant wrongnesses). Today, I found a slightly, but significantly, different explanation. I read that mice come to tell us that:

‘…our wishes come true in between the lines and inside the ordinary.’ (Stacey L.L. Couch)

…They remind us to look for the divine in the details – the small things in life. In other words – the rightnesses.

Where I thought there was something wrong that I couldn’t see, I now realise there’s been something right that I couldn’t see. It’s as though I heard the message but couldn’t see it’s truth… I write my blog to highlight the beautiful (or the divine) in the everyday – yet I’ve still felt as if I’m looking for something else, or something more. Just as it’s been with my invisible mouse – I suddenly suspect I’m only allowing myself to hear the whispers and see the shadows of my life and all the wonderful things I’ve invited into it.

I’d rather not share my home with a mouse – but his/her message is now welcome. I am no longer afraid of it.

I have been afraid of its smallness. I am invited to see its hugeness.

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New mum, old soul... Finding beauty, wisdom, spirituality, and opportunities for learning in the everyday (hopefully)...

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