A Mouse and a House

As the drum begins, I stand in journey space asking to make peace the controlling part of myself. A large tree appears and the dragon Father Time in the form of a well-dressed man in a suit is standing next to the tree holding open an old pocket watch. He tells me tick tock time is ticking away. I laugh at him and tell him time is an illusion. He snaps the watch shut and laughs. Above us many crows are sitting in the tree. They are curious about us below them. He invites me to sit under the tree with him. As we sit under the tree, he gives me several instructions for me to follow, and as I begin, the crows fly out of the tree in all directions. I envision my controlling self, calling it forward. As this begins, walls of resistance begin forming. With each wall comes a recognition. I don’t deny anything and just recognize it for what it is. This level of honesty dissolves each wall of resistance incurred. Suddenly thousands of mice are running towards me. They cover me then poof they are all gone and I am a mouse now. I am tiny and the world around me feels large and intimidating. This feels uncomfortable. What do I need? I ask myself. The answer becomes clear. I need a home. I need a safe space. Suddenly, I am human again holding a small mouse in my hand. I become curious about the power and wisdom a mouse holds instead of dismissing this creature as small and insignificant. Ganesh rides on the back of rat so that means something. This is my weakness but also my strength. It is my attention to detail that sets me apart from others. I know this much about me. I see a small mouse size door at the base of the tree. I open the door and inside is the most magical mouse home. It is so cozy and a welcoming fire burns in the fire place. I place the mouse at the entrance. This is yours, I tell her. The mouse hops of my hand and walks through the door. You will be safe here. What is better than a house inside a tree. The mouse wanders around inside looking happy and content. As the drum begins to fade Father Time smiles approvingly of me and I return back to the beginning which is also the end.