Now, before you start thinking that my cheese has totally slid off my cracker, consider that what I'm about to relate to you isn't necessarily "truth" per se, but just one of those little things that make you a tiny bit happily puzzled, and fill a nook of emptiness somewhere within you with a spoonful of wonderment.

I have spent so much time working very hard on this philosophy class.  I studied all weekend.  I reviewed my notes again and again.  I was pessimistic, and the worse I felt about the prospect of my final exam, the more bitter I got about it.  I intended to do another review this morning, but as I opened the folder holding my study notes, I was overcome by disgust and slammed it shut again, throwing it on the passenger seat, and heading off to the university.  I was pretty gloomy, and by the time I parked, and started the march to the building where the exam was scheduled I had a nasty monologue running through my head, all about how much I loathed the professor and his stupid class, plotting my revenge, trying to come up with a really snappy comeback if he did anything to piss me off today......

And then I got to the intersection just in front of the building, and crossed westward. But just as I was about to cross southward, I was confronted with:

She was an armlength away from me, nibbling long blades of grass.  It is a horribly busy intersection, especially this time of the morning, and on the other corner, there are roof repairs going on complete with wheelbarrows full of gravel being dumped three stories.  But there she sat - the very picture of calm. And in an instant I knew: this is a sign.  I wasn't sure what it meant, but I definitely had a feeling that this was a message for me to calm down, ignore the chaos around me, and do what it was I had to do.  I was completely altered:  peaceful and confident.

The exam was a breeze.  I stumbled over two of the forty-six questions, but I didn't worry about them.  I didn't know the answer, I wasn't likely to remember the answer.  Move on.  The remainder of the questions were straightforward.  My pen never paused; it just confidently moved over the pages of the answer booklet, and I finished in plenty of time.  I stood tall, collected my things, and handed over my completed exam to the professor.  I looked him in the eye and whispered: "thank you". 

And then I remembered that several years ago, I had a similar experience when I was out for a walk during a difficult period of my life. While I was walking along, a doe stepped out of a cornfield about 50 feet ahead of me, and began walking calmly up the lane.  I nervously followed her for several minutes, and then she stopped, twisted her neck around to look at me, and then walked back into the cornfield.  It was such an incredible, strange, frightening, but beautiful experience. 

Later, I shared the story of my meeting with the doe with an aquaintance - - I've since lost contact with her - -  who had some semi-peculiar belief system that I neither understood, nor did I ask too much. A little new age....definitely NOT my "thing".  But she told me that the deer entering at that moment was in response to what I needed, to deliver a message, and showed me in a book of native totem lore what the doe's arrival meant.

This memory got me thinking.  I wondered what the baby bunny means?  So I did what every good and curious person does: I GOOGLED IT!!! Imagine my surprise (kind of a Twilight-Zone-ish moment!) when this is what I discovered:

Rabbit's medicine includes moving through fear, living by one's own wits, receiving hidden teachings and intuitive messages, quick thinking, and strengthening intuition. Rabbit reminds us not to be afraid. Fearful thoughts reproduce and bring the very thing we fear. If you see Rabbit or in any way feel attracted to her, she may be telling you to stop worrying and to get rid of your fears. She always indicates a need to re-evaluate the process you are undergoing, to rid yourself of any negative feelings or barriers, and to be more humble.