Is it Baby Rats or Mice?

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I have recently been reminded about the atrocity of an experience that I had when fighting the battle of the New York City Rodents.  It was a cold winter evening and I had been at school all day.  Tired, and ready to unwind from the day’s stress, I had already taken my warm shower, moisturized my body, and prepared to lay in bed… ready to become the meaty part of the bedwich (me, in the middle of a a sandwich which uses the cover and mattress as bread.)   And then, as I was just about to turn off the light in order to do so, out of the corner of my eye, I glimpsed a quick dash across the bedroom floor…  Now, I had lived there for six months and while I was aware that our apartment had “visitors” I had never seen a sign of them in my apartment, so I knew this couldn’t be so…

This was one time, when I wish I had listened to my mother’s many directives which ordered me to pick my clothes up off the floor when I took them off…  but in my haste to undress myself, bathe, and get into bed… I neglected to do so.

What better place in the world, for this little dark creature to dash and hide beneath to cover themselves from human exposure???

Slowly I walked in the direction of the pile of clothes on the floor.  A purple shirt that I brought on sale from TJ Maxx and my favorite grey slacks from the Gap lay strewn across the bedroom floor.  As I picked up the first item (my purple shirt) I was relieved to find that it covered nothing but a dusty wooden floor.  My relief was short lived however, when I reached to grab my pants, only to find that before I could even grab the item, a small rodent dashed away again, coming so close to me that I could have touched the little critter if I was fast enough!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I yelled as if my life depended on it!  And then…  I did what any self-respecting, young, single woman would do.  From the fast paced, intense, and glamorous city of New York, I reached for the phone, and called to the small, rural town, of Norwood, NC in hopes of that on the receiving end, would soon be my mother… Whew!  Thank God she answered!  She discussed with me many of the rural town concepts for catching such creatures, many of which did little to combat this problem for me.  In many ways, however, just talking to her and hearing her calming voice brought a feeling of relaxation over me.  As we talked she asked a seemingly insignificant question at the time, but I have since grown to appreciate this question in other areas of my life.  She asked me “Was it a baby rat or mouse?”  I thought to myself… “What?  Why do I care what type of rodent it was…  the point was… it was in my house… it was unwelcome… and I wanted it out!”

You see, I didn’t care what it was because I didn’t want to co-habitate with a mouse OR a rat.  But when we look at the daily challenges of life, many of us fail to realize that we are doing just that.  We often find ourselves living with less than ideal situations, no matter how uncomfortable they are.   We invite either mice or rats in our homes when we choose to accept elements of our lives that are counterproductive to our needs and desires…

Take for instance the woman who is living with a boyfriend who disrespects her by being verbally abusive.  She might explain the situation away by suggesting that “at least he’s not hitting me” but she is being abused nonetheless.  Or what about the person who is working in an environment with a verbally abusive boss?  Is it really okay for her to stay, because staying is better than being unemployed?  I beg to suggest that each of these situations illustrates a scenario in which a person must ask themselves does it matter whether or not “it is baby rats or mice?” What if it were a mouse or rat… Do we have choices?  Is there anything that we can do about them?

While I know that change can be difficult and at times overwhelming, my hope is that you may also learn to bring caution to what you find to be damaging characteristics in your life.  By being honest and authentic, you can learn to tell yourself the truth.  And when the truth is revealed, you too can learn to eliminate the bad situations from your life.  After all, you deserve a life free of rodents…  Regardless of whether it “is baby rats or mice!”

 Blessings on your Sacred Journey!

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Lessons from the Wizard of Oz

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The Wizard of Oz, is by far, the best movie that I have ever, ever, ever seen.  Complete with fantasy, imagination, and mystery, the movie served for a long time source of comfort and entertainment during my childhood years.  Yet, while I’ve grown in age and maturity, the essence of the movie still manages to hold a sensitive place in my heart.  Could it be that there were adult themes presented within the fictional depictions of the characters of Dorothy, the Scarecrow, the Tinman, the Lion, the Wizard, and the Witches?  I beg to propose that there are such themes present within this classical work (and this isn’t just because I want to justify my desire to watch the movie anytime the opportunity presents itself… well at least not entirely because of this).  Nonetheless, I’d love to share with you the adult lessons that are depicted in this childlike fairy tail.  Take a quick moment to review the Lessons from the Wizard of Oz.

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Your ruby red slippers are valuable. 

You can’t possibly visualize Dorothy without taking heed to her ruby red slippers.  These slippers, granted to her when she landed on the Wicked Witch of the East, held healing powers and were used as a means to protect her.  She wasn’t giving them to just anybody because she knew how valuable they were.  Like Dorothy’s ruby red slippers, each of us women have valuable things that we give up too easily… For some it is our patience, our money, our love, and even what resides between our legs.  Yet, unlike Dorothy and her ruby red slippers, we often fail to guard our most prized possessions and give them to people that are undeserving.  We’re valuable and we shouldn’t ever forget that!  I can’t help but realize that Dorothy valued her ruby red slippers more than many women value themselves.  I think that this says something about the choices that we make and we could all take a lesson from Dorothy regarding valuing our assets.

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Wicked Witches are Evil

One of the biggest challenges that Dorothy, the Tinman, the Scarecrow, and the Lion faced in the pursuit to finding the Wizard of Oz was the evil challenges of the Wicked Witch.  Despite the fact that their motives were good, they were constantly plagued by the trickery and turbulence with which she held.  Their swift thinking and insightful candor, was nothing compared to the wickedness of the Wicked Witch.  Like the Wicked Witch, people will also exist in your life that will try to stand in your way when you are trying to do something good.  Trust me.  They are watching your every move and just waiting for you to fail.  As soon as they find a soft spot or a place of vulnerability for you, they will try to take you down.  Try as much as possible to avoid them, in the same ways depicted in the movie, because they will bring you nothing but evil.

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The Good Witch never leaves

Now this might be a stretch, because God is by no means a “witch.”  However, within the movie, Glinda the good witch, in many ways acted as a “God.”  Thus, while I certainly do not wish to encourage the worship of an Idol, I would like to draw your attention to the similarities between the two.  Glinda, the good witch, taught Dorothy the direction that she should go to get through her journey (the yellow brick road), got her out of trouble (woke her up when she and the crew fell asleep in the poppy field), and eventually guided her through her goal (reminded her that “there’s no place like home” and instructed her to use her shoes to get there).  Like Glinda, the good witch, God does that for us.  He will always lead us in the direction that we should go, will be there for us unconditionally, no matter what, and walks along side of us through all challenges of our lives.  Deuteronomy 31:6 confirms this as follows Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.

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There’s no place like home

Like many of us, Dorothy was in search of adventure.  Her boring, simple life in Kansas was no longer fulfilling for her so she desired to venture to a foreign location.  She loved her Uncle Henry and Auntie Em, but she desired more than what they were able to offer her.  And she got it in the fictional world of Munchkinland and the Emerald City of Oz.  And while the colorful scenery, coupled with dancing, music, and adventure was more than she could have ever expected, she was met with some very challenging circumstances (ie. Killed one Wicked Witch when her house landed on her, stalked and terrorized by the other Wicked Witch throughout her journey to Oz, eventually had to kill the Wicked Witch of the West to get what she wanted).  You see, no matter where we go, what we do, or how we do it, each of us has a home, where our roots are.  Now this doesn’t mean that everyone who leaves their home territory must come back to it, but it does mean that wherever you come from is a central part of who you are.  Running away from it, while it may serve some temporary satisfaction, will not ultimately solve your problem.  The key then is working through your challenges, not running from them.