It is said that animals appearing in our lives are symbolic. They represent a message for us.
I never paid that much heed, but back in 1996, during a very intense period of growth, I had an incident occur that, to this day, still makes me smile.
I was on my way out for a drumming session that was run by a healing circle I was a part of back then.
Just before I left, a very strange incident occurred.
It was dark by the time I was ready to leave and I went down to my computer room to pick up something.
This room was underneath the house. It was separate and could be only entered from the outside. The door had a glass insert and curtains covering it.
As I went to unlock the door, I noticed that the curtains appeared to be moving, as if they were being blown by the wind. But I knew that was impossible as there was no source for a breeze.
I took a closer look, and my heart almost skipped a beat as I found myself staring at a small face. At first, I thought someone was in my room, and was acting in a deranged manner. But I stood my ground, and took out my pocket torch, and shone it onto the face. It turned out to be a possum! A baby one at that! But how one had found its way into my room, which was sealed up tight, was a real mystery.
I entered the room, and turned on the lights. I realised that I couldn’t remove it without it biting me, and I had no time to mess around. So I decided I would deal with it after I came back. So I left it clinging to my curtains.
When I got home, I went down to the computer room, and found that the possum had moved. I quickly found it snuggling next to my computer case! I could hardly believe it. It was resting just on my mouse cord, and looking as cute and as peaceful as it could. And even when I booted up my PC, and started typing away to my online friends, it didn’t move away.
I asked the people in the chat room what I should do. All I got was lots of laughter, and incredulous comments. They hardly believed me, and as webcams were not standard back then, I couldn’t show them either. After about half an hour, I realised that I couldn’t leave the possum where it was because I was afraid it might starve. (I’m sure it wouldn’t have, but my logic at the time seemed to think that I couldn’t leave it there in any case.)
It was still resting against the case, and I knew I had to free it. So, I emptied a tissue box, put my mouse mat underneath, and put the box on top. It hardly resisted! I quickly took it outside and set it free.
The message of the possum was lost on me until a few days later where I experienced a rebirth of sorts and found that my inner child had been not only repressed, but crippled.
I was told later that the possum was said to be a representation of my inner child and me freeing it was what happened a few days later.
When I did break down the walls the encased it, it was life changing. It was as though my entire being experienced a rebirth.
People often see animals in their lives. Some are common, others tend to be rare. It’s those rare ones that should make you sit up and take note. What is the message? What are they trying to tell you?
Remember, nothing is random.
