Jumping Mouse

“Jumping Mouse is an ancient Native American fable - for grownups - professionals - parents, and the kids who love them.”  CW - Pennsylvania

“Way, way, way more than just a kids book! Jumping mouse transforms everyone! - Agnes B.

If you have ever felt an inner calling…

If somehow you know there is something more….

If you long for a world beyond hype, distraction, busyness…

Then Jumping Mouse is for you.

Go ahead, read the first two chapters below.

Then download the e-book as our gift, or order the paperback.

You will never be the same!  Neither will those who you share Jumping Mouse with.

Chapter 1

The Mice People

Once there was a Little Mouse. He was a busy, Little Mouse – searching everywhere; touching his whiskers to the grass and looking. He was a busy mouse, as all mice are; busy doing busy mice things, but once in a while, he would begin to notice an odd sound.

Little Mouse would lift his head, and he would squint; squint so hard to see…his whiskers wiggling in the air, listening to that odd, invisible sound. And he would wonder what it was.

So one day, Little Mouse came up to another busy mouse, and he asked him, “Do you hear…do you hear the sound, the odd invisible sound roaring in your ears, my brother mouse?”

“No, no!” answered busy mouse, not even lifting his busy mouse nose from the ground. “I hear nothing – I am busy right now! Talk to me later.”

Later, he asked another mouse, an Elder Mouse the same question. And he was looked at by the Elder Mouse strangely.

“Are you foolish in your head? What sound? There is no sound”

And with that, Elder Mouse slipped away, and went into a hole, in a fallen cottonwood tree.

Little Mouse shrugged his whiskers, and he busied himself again. He was determined to forget the whole matter, but there was that roaring sound again – it was faint. Very, very faint. But it was always there.

Insights and Inspirations

for Chapter 1

Take a few moments today, and everyday to ask, “What is the sound I hear, the calling I try to ignore, what is spirit calling me and only me to do, and to become?”

In your life you will meet busy mice who have learned how to ignore the call of their spirit. How have you responded in the past to busy mice who do not hear the call of the river like you do? How do you imagine your self responding differently in the future?

Little Mouse asked an elder about the noise he always heard, and the elder mouse told him there was no such sound and then disappeared down the hole in an old cottonwood tree. The cottonwood tree represents history and tradition.

Often it is by letting go of your histories and traditions that you begin to hear your calling louder and clearer. Take a few moments this weekend and notice what in your personal history and personal traditions you might just be ready to release and let go of.

Chapter 2

The Raccoon and The River

Then one day, there came the fateful day. Little Mouse decided to investigate the sound, the sound that was always with him. He went just a tiny little bit. Then he went just a tiny bit more.

One tiny little mouse step at a time Little Mouse left behind all the other busy mice. He was scared, but he kept going, just a little bit farther, and then he stopped to listen just a little bit more.

Little Mouse was listening hard – intently – when suddenly he heard a voice.

“Hello, little brother,” the voice said. And Little Mouse almost jumped right out of his skin! His back arched and his tail was stiff and straight as an arrow! He felt the need to run!

“Hello,” said the voice. “I am your Brother, Brother Raccoon. What are you doing here all by yourself, my little brother?”

Little Mouse felt awkward. He was just a tiny bit embarrassed.

“My brother, this might sound a little odd, but I hear an odd sound, a roaring noise… and I… I have to investigate it.”

“You hear a roaring noise… in your ears?” replied Brother Raccoon, as he sat down beside him. “What you hear, my dear little brother, is the river.”

The river? But what is the river?”

“Walk with me and I will show you the river,” said Raccoon.

Oh my goodness… Little Mouse felt odd. He felt so terribly afraid, yet he was comforted by Raccoon. He felt and knew deep inside he must find out all about the river. He must find out about that roaring noise he always heard.

“Then I can return to my work”, he thought. “After I have found out what this river is, I can return to my work. It may even help me with all the busy mouse things that I must do all the time. And then there are my brother mice. Yeah, they said it was nothing at all! I will show them! I will bring Raccoon back with me, and Raccoon and I, together, we will show them.”

“Alright, Raccoon, my brother, lead me to the river. I will walk with you.” So Little Mouse was nervous. He walked with Raccoon, as his heart pounded in his chest.

Brother Raccoon was taking him in strange ways, and Little Mouse smelled the scent of many, many different things that had gone by this way. Even though he was comforted by Raccoon, Little Mouse was so frightened and he almost turned back several times.

Then, they came to the river.

“Oh my gosh, the river is huge!”

In some places the river was deep and clear. And yet, the river was murky in others. Little Mouse was unable to see across it, because it was so big! And the river roared.

With his whole body, Little Mouse could hear and feel the thunder of the river. And Little Mouse looked at the river, and he saw huge and tiny pieces of the world carried along on the surface.

“Ohh! It is powerful!” Little Mouse said.

“It is a great thing,” said the raccoon. “Let me introduce you to a friend.”

Nearby, on the river there was a smoother place. And on the smoother place, there was a little lily pad, bright and green. And sitting upon the lily pad was a frog. Almost as green as the lily pad that he was on. The frog had a white belly that also stood out clearly.

“Hello, little brother,” said the frog, “welcome to the river.”

Raccoon began to walk away and said, “I must leave you now, little brother. But my dear friend frog will care for you now.” And raccoon left to do what raccoons do. And as he walked along the river and he washed his food within.

Insights and Inspirations

for Chapter 2

Want to learn a secret? Everyone on “the journey of Jumping Mouse” feels the fear. Some people turn back, others, like our friend Little Mouse continue onward because they feel something deeper. When you feel something so deep inside you can not stop and must face the fear take action. Take tiny little mouse steps.

Only once you have begun to take action, to step away from your busy world of distraction, you will meet Raccoon.

When Raccoon shows up in your life, he is a brother. One who perhaps has a bit more experience and knows the way to spirit, and washes his food in spirit.

Who in your life today can you honor as Raccoon?

Can you call them up, write them a letter, give them a copy of this book as a gift?

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