Happy Caturday: orange cats were glad to see me.

8 days ago

I did start this post several days ago, but other things distracted me and I was catapulted into a different circumference. Life had a strange way to throw one off the routine cycle of daily life. It was more of a struggle between the inner world of perception and the immediate reality. Thoughts and feelings had a way of gojnf after a wild chase of abstract reconciliation and conclusions of what was really happening. It was like a journey into the abyss to seek the truth and answers which seemed to remain elusive. Only when the mind could catch up with its own shadow by sitting quietly still as as a result of the marathon trip, then peace came as a result of coming to term with all the confusions.

The smaller orange cat was hiding in the garden when I arrived at the house. As soon as the driver of the tuk-tuk left the house, Kwan would be running up to see me. She would be complaining in loud meowing noises for almost ten minutes. So, I had to pet her and respond to all her complaints. Then I had to give her some wet food as a compensation for leaving orange cat for too long this time. After Kwan finished the wet food, I could start unpacking my luggage.

The big brother cat was not around as he would go hunting at night. So, I had to wait for him to come for his breakfast in the morning. Kwan would be walking around the house sniffing for things and noticed all my new parcels of belongings. I tried to carry as many packages of belongings as possible on my train journey. Kwan has become very attached to me and would quietly follow me around the rooms.

I asked Kwan whether her brother has been staying around the house during the day. I had to call for Joan loudly late in the morning to tell him to come back home. my gardener told me that Joan was walking along the dirt road towards our house. He would appeared quietly and sat on the floor looking at me. Joan was so different temperamentally from Kwan; the sister cat was more expressive and emotional. Joan was reserved and quiet, though he was very sweet, gentle and showed complete trust in me. Both cats would allow me to touch them and adjust their sleeping positions. Sometimes, they were on the verge of falling off.

I was so glad to have these two sweet and loving orange cats in my house. They tended to stay in the house too long as they just wanted to be close to me. So, I had to carry them down to the garden to be grounded. In this way they would recharge their electrons and accumulate new energy to ground me when I touched them. Kwan was fond of sitting on the lawn in the afternoon and sitting in morning sunshine.

At night, Kwan would sit in the middle of the dirt road for about five minutes. She liked to ask me to watch for her near the front gate. There could be a energy line running in the middle of the dirt road. Perhaps I should investigate and do some testing with the dowsing rods one day. On the other hand Joan liked to sleep in the banana grove during the day. Both cats were partly wild and partly domesticated. In this way, they could survive and adapt to the unexpected changes in the countryside.

I had the feeling that these orange cats were getting smarter and could understand our language much more. I was glad they were emotionally independent and had maintained their natural instincts. They always had a way to remind me to be grounded and live in the present. They were very affectionate and understanding whenever I felt overwhelmed by confusing thoughts and emotions. I had recently discovered that I had to work with my suppressed past emotions. It’s time to clean the cobwebs of the past and let go of all the negative memories and to start on a new ‘clean’ slate.