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.
So, 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.
One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a friend. Thank you for being mine.
I have heard it said, that religious communities that gave up using chant, did not fair well. This is not because "God" somehow was offended, or needs the chants to be sung, but because we need it, as a tool of access.
Perhaps, the use of chant, is not entirely the same as what people think of as "music", even as archaic music. Perhaps it is not so much to create a tune, or even to "listen" to while doing it.. but also, and more importantly, it is the use of a sacred form of vibration to influence various centers of the body.... to open up channels, or to sense them better when they are used.
In the process of circulating the Holy Spirit thought the body, and its centers,( The Cosmic Orbit of Prana, Chi.. or whatever works for you as you would call it) along these lines, the use of chant, as vibration, can be most helpful. When this ability is experienced, it is usually as a revelation to the one who first experiences it. We are more than just bodies.. we are as engines, or dynamos. Many people only seem to understand their bodies as a material "reality", but in these terms, do they realize "Who" they really are?... and how precious the time is that they have to discover this Truth? But please do not believe what I say, but find out for yourself...Who, and what you really are. If you open the flower, then it is as Light that emanates from you. Perhaps, in the beginning, people are first surprised to discover that they are really another gender, and then both genders...but later, can we come to see that there is no separation, and that even the old concepts, can be outgrown?..as another flower opens? Just some thoughts.