Mouse Swimming

I was kayaking in a pond the other day when i saw a mouse swimming. It swam about 200 yards, resting only briefly on a very small lily pad. This makes me think twice about deporting other rodents from my vegetable garden. Now i see that they can swim across a brook--no problem.

We are not going to drown out some of the problems that pester us simply by trying to think our way through them. When we find a pest, it's time to sit down and feel our way into it. The way is through, not around.

That cute little mouse showed me this lesson. It could have walked about half a mile around the cove. Instead, it walked right in and kept on swimming.

Swimming Squirrels

A few people have reported seeing squirrels swimming across the Connecticut River--about a quarter of a mile wide--the boundary between Vermont and New Hampshire.

One friend reported seeing 4 gray squirrels swimming from New Hampshire to Vermont and one red squirrel swimming from Vermont to New Hampshire. Is that a political statement?

In these days of rampant tribalism (red vs blue; mine vs yours; white vs black), it can be hard to hold on to the idea (and thereby hold your tongue) that, in reality, we are all one. This is not a cliche. Just ask your deity. I've seen it during meditation, and i cannot un-see it. Boundary-less and boundless.

We are all just waves in the ocean, or, in this case, in the river. Just waves being carried to shore, where we kiss the earth and soak into our oneness. Thus has it ever been.