"So, I ask you, what is the significance of this happening to me?"

...like Lily S. said in the latest blog post by Suchitra Krishnamoorti, "Thoughts.... The universe sends us messages in various ways, shapes and forms. More so, the law of attraction is so precise, it's a formative power so infallible that it NEVER misses it mark... I would look at the larger picture if I were you."

My thoughts...you know, God the Universe is trying to catch your attention repeatedly, expecting you to do something .... Why did He/It/You/Me/Nature choose 'you'? Maybe you have the heart, mind and resources to bring about real change in the world of these needy animals....

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You "signify" by adding 'meaning' to the data or by interpreting the events and creating your own purpose in life...

Mallika, don't get mad, but I'm still LAUGHING! This was too funny...

I'm sorry, it might be too early to laugh, even if I'm sure you do see the funny side of it...

The significance of this happening to you is for you to find. We can all give you our guesses (I have quite a few) but life talks to each of us in our own language and with symbols appropriate to ourselves. A great clue is your question "where is the mother" :D:)

Yes... I once had to go through a similar nightmare with a mouse until I discovered that I wasn't only a saint, but also a killer (by proxy but anyway). You seem to need bigger clues :P Isn't 12 pounds what cute little human babies can sometimes weigh... and aren't mothers supposed to adore everything of that weight, lol...?

Oh, I'm sure you'll see it :)

Racoons run riot at IB every day, Mallika.
God moves in a mysterious way, eh John?
Did you just touch the hem of my garment?

Hi Mallika, How scarey...I am learning about racoons because of you...

http://www.projectwildlife.org/living-raccoons.htm

Glad they are out! Joanie

Ok...does this help at all?

From Earthwonders.com:

Racoon -

Dexterity, Disguise Though Raccoon's mask is commonly associated with its so-called banditry (it has been know to open house doors with its clever hands in order to appropriate human food) the mask has a deeper meaning. It teaches us that none of us is quite what we seem, even to ourselves, that in our lives we can experience the freedom of many identities. This medicine helps us to assume and release the many roles we play.

-- I'll leave the interpretation up to you!

Hello Mallika and Everyone,

What is the significance?

Racoons love you home! It has everything they always dreamed of in a home!

God, it was scary reading this!

;))))ruth

Forgive me, Mallika, for not being able to understand your level of anxiety regarding your uninvited guests.
Are they rabid?
Do they try to attack your children?
Were you attacked, as a child?

Any suburban house I've ever lived in has had raccoons in the yard and nearby woods. And, yes, when one of them decided to give birth in the attic space above a keeping room, we had to call in a pest control company to relocate the whole family. They can be destructive.

But they do tend to avoid casual human contact.

My daughter lives not too far from you, and the raccoons in her yard enjoy playing hide-and-seek with her cat. It's fun to watch.
Would you consider getting a cat?

Just gotta remember to keep tight lids on the trash cans ;o}

This is a series of events to remind you about family-homelessness; does it matter they were a family of racoons, not humans? It doesn't to my perspective.

And well, perhaps even dearer; is a family you may perhaps know whom you can help in some way; but do not; you instead see them as a nuisance to be fearful about.

Maybe your home, was built where Racoon City once existed as a natural habitat for themselves; and they have no place else... to go--other than "area of familiarity?"

Rationalizing the series of events could mind-boggle you or anyone.. whom are willing to be boggled, that is..(wink)

Love,
North

Unshapeable heart
With no bad-purposes
Fluid and flexible

Presently active with simplicity-needs
Natural and pure
Don't worry about creature of nights

The rhythm of your heart
Feeding a new family
I agree, in a way you are not used to

But maybe with this disgusting-reaction of you
Your frozen intelligence
Inside fears-inflexibility
Maybe you'll understand that deep-world-beauty
Cannot be kept inside exclusive self-vision-control

Humans with physical-intellectual properties and rules
Can model with charms our ego, with security
But once fixed, we never rest...

From raccoon-beasts sensations
To human adventures

With sincere kindness and detachment for you Malli

2007 Oneness Conference in Italy with Sri Anandagiri...

#8 Yo Northie, you mean Native Indians are Raccoons? You know, I'll bet they revered the raccoon. Anyone got a wiki-paste on that? Just a friendly wager, you understand.
I drowned a rat once for taking over my pregnant guinea-pig's nest-box. Am I not a 'sinner,' too? Twas Jewish, really....an eye for an eye and sharp teeth for sharp teeth.....she died and babes with her. I was furious.....and yet.......

Oh, what an ordeal! (At least they weren't skunks.)

Mallika this is my best guess about the significance--I think you are projecting anxiety onto the phenomenon of the presence of the racoons. The anxiety in fact has nothing to do with the racoons. There is no reason for you to be anxious of them. For example, yesterday I saw a racoon wandering around in daylight behind my house (which could be indicative of rabies but it is "normal" behavior for this one racoon who does this year after year waddles about unafraid in the daylight). My point is there is no reason for you to be anxious of them--it is like a phobia where one is scared of spiders--it is projection of anxiety.
One other possible meaning could be that the universe is telling you to be more like your children who just think "wow the racoons are cute"--you need to peacefully coexist with the racoons somewhat, at least moreso, maybe the universe wants you to see that if the situation is right we can all "create" a crisis that may not be as critical as we think--a lesson we all can learn.

#11--Ed--umm, whatever do you mean?((scratch's head out of utter confusion))

Humans and animals are living creatures; and as such: Being homeless is obviously not limited to humans.

We humans make animals and other living creatures homeless by the day, hour... 200 years of racoons living in natural areas "to them" are gone. Where else, can we expect them to habitat and nest? Well, in the only shelter which is close.. human homes; where once theirs stood.

It is come around full circle--man and beast--and maybe it's a signal; for dear Mallika to brain-storm a "way" to build racoon "homes" in and around the area; like within a huge gated, protected sanctuary perhaps would get the pesty, homeless living creatures out of human homes.

Let us not forget; we destroyed their home; is it so un-karmic; that they destroy ours?

hmmm--still unsure though Ed, what it has to do with Native Indians?

Being as I do not know "who you are" I am surprised I even answered in response to you...as I do not play mind-games, on-line facade games, etc. or none of the like.

IF you were making reference to me personally, b/c I am part Ojibway, poor, and am not shy to paint a picture of poverty and deprivation, using myself as an example; well.. let me assure you; I am not homeless right now, though I have been homeless; it's a trip, a journey, a humble awakening--did you know Ed, I did not make one cent on the poetry book? I didn't even get a thankyou card from anyone whom got a free one; only from Mieke herself. IF I were worried about money, fame, fortune, comfort, security...convenience, pampered lifestyle--I would not give my artwork for FREE. : )

Perhaps, your suspicious heart, is hungering for self-awareness, and truth-to-Self humility--considering your "need" to BE an alias. lol

Love is not just a four-letter word-it is an action.
North

From the basement of our humanity
Hided, there is a leap to the roof of our spirituality

A dance of trance-inspiration
Toward world-temple rebuild...

Ed, noooo... you're a killer too?? Who could have guessed :D:D You drownded a pregnant rat?? Repent, sinner, how do you know the rat wasn't pregnant? Or was it all for the sake of unborn guinea babies (much more noble purpose, sir)?
I had to read Mallika's post again today to savor the "here comes the EXTERMINATOR"... "I'm panicking"... "where's the MOM???" lol...

Mallika, it's so funny, thank you kindly for allowing us to laugh with you. Today I need it badly, as I'm turning around right now to look at my ego in a still touchy issue. Let's see how many seconds before that laughter vanishes :D

#17 The rat was a male, Aurora, but I agree that post was a bit ambigubrious!

btw. do tell Northie I'm a good boy who is teasing the Mayflower plus usurpers of Native Indian territories.....treated them like raccoons, they did?
Tell her I love her, too, it seems, especially, cos, that's even tho' she is maligning me ;)

lol... confess you didn't check first...

karma karma karma... killer and killed, usurper and usurped... the way out is the way up. How funny though...

Now come on, Aurora, both Ruth and I don't believe in up^ >< is where I was that day and I acted and I don't think I had any choice, all things being equal?
Today? No longer an 'angry' God. Consider.....

#18--Ed..sorry for biting your head off. Prior to coming to IB, I'd read an Email from one whom read my comment about homelessness(animals/humans) and made a suggestion I made money on that poetry book, and they weren't nice about it(anyonymous of course!); which pissed me OFF; because I did NOT, and Mieke gave it as a gift to some, and others bought a copy. Mieke paid for the publishing. So, the person who emailed me is pretty low. So, anyway, then I come in here, read your stuff directed at me, and well--the stack blew! Love to you too Ed...

I still feel Mallika can rally around, and come up with a community racoon haven for the homeless racoon "families" with nowhere to live! What about a confine/zoo to house them, when caught?

Love,
North

Today I was with my parents to have lunch out. During our meal-conversation, you suddenly pop-up in my mind. I decided to talk to my parents about your adventure with the raccoons.

They were listening quietly until the end of the story... until "Where is the mother?". I added "she wants to find the meaning of this nightmare. She is asking on her blog what we think about that."

In a flash my mom answer: "She doesn't like people wearing masks."

Followed right after by my father: "She gets irritated about something, maybe some people are constantly scratching at her. She doesn't know what to do".

Jean-Francois

Namaste to your parents.
That's funny and insightful at the same time

Bonnie

#21 Hugs, North, that explains it, cos I thought we had established our authenticity.

Yep, I agree, that's a kind thought, on your part, for the raccoons.

#22 Yo, Jean, there was me thinking, in my scratchy way, that Mallika hadn't seen the masks. I bow to Mother and Father.

Ed, it is still funny how a part of us is clinging... you felt like explaining that the guinea pig was pregnant and it was actually her nest, I wanted to explain how hard I had tried to chatch that mouse before death did us part, Mallika is sure to mention relocation in the mountains and Suchitra on the other thread assures us and herself that she was aiming for the lime and not the cockroach...

But life has its ways to show us the killer behind the saintly mother/protector and the disgusting creep behind the vegetarian beauty on detox. The way out is up only because that's a conventional word for the bird's eye perspective... the way out is of course as much up as down, in, out, sideways, around and through :) Anything it takes for us to let life use us as the masks we are. Her masks. Our masks.

I guess Jean Francois' parents were right. We can't stand believing in these masks anymore, they're irritating and scratching at who we are.

#26 Yes, I know you know that I know you know......my Angel ;)

I want to know why 'you' kept a guinea pig in the first place, lol. I think that's looking back not 'up.'
I'm a hard taskmaster and its Saturn's fault...er.. I meant falter...er,no, flutter... er no, flight!

Nah, we've nothing to be scared of :)))

X

I do know we know that you know and I know you know I know too, lol

What I don't know is if you know of my guinea pig or if you is me in the sentence above. If your looking back was looking in, that is, into the in of my back, lol... that does definitely not sound the way I mean it... Haha, Saturn indeed :))
I'm seriously laughing my head off...

#28 They call me the Goat! (on account of my birthday....asses!)

Okey, for the sake of sanity (my brain is all knots and my sense of order is starting to protest)- I had guinea pigs, and when you asked why - one of us- kept guinea pigs in the first place... there were lots of karmic ahas flashing around in here. Phew... I won't wonder about that goat though...

You're a gem(in I?) Aurora Borealis. Your command of an English tongue-twister is brilliant.
I bow to you.

Ed.

Like attracts like. When I moved up here on the mountain, the first thing everyone told me was DO NOT FEED THE RACCOONS. Of course, immediately I experienced a herd of them, banging on the door every night to be fed, mother's bringing their hungry pups, pitifully staring at me through the sliding glass door. How could I NOT feed them? One day I was in the shower and heard such a ruckus - a very large raccoon had torn the screen and was upstairs on my bed, cornered by one of my cats! After shooshing him outside with a broom, I decided enough was enough and changed my thoughts to quit attracting them to me. Shortly after that, my new neighbors moved in with a dog. I have seen very few raccoons since then.
"You are not of the world, the world is in you". :)