Natural Spirit ~ Meeting Noone
It is Midsummer and the Noone-Time of the Solstice has grown to the full heat of the afternoon sun. Leo stands rampant, with the orb of the earth and the sickle of Lammas within his grasp. The Goddess sings the truth of Lughnasadh and the harvest to come, as she slowly weaves the silver threads of Samhain into his golden mane...
...and it's my 'day off' and time doesn't matter... (for a while)
...I was on my third cup of coffee, when a little face appeared around the corner of my back-door. Cats will always be feminine to me, no matter what their gender (except when they become the lion). My first instinct was to shoo the little beast away - but then I stopped - it might be nice to have a bit of company on a sunny afternoon.
So I poured a saucer of milk and pretended not to notice what 'his/her' response would be (rather too early for undercarriage inspection).
After a while I heard a tiny sound and I turned to see 'Noone' (as I shall call 'it') lapping away at the milk. The next stage was done with extreme care, as bit by bit, Noone stalked into the kitchen, looking at me with great intent, combined with a certain waryness.
Noone was asking me permission to enter - so I backed off and then turned and sent a quiet invitation.
The intruder slowly entered...making a point of not looking at me (or the unwashed mugs)...
...It was a sheer delight to watch the investigation; Noone proceeded to explore every inch of the downstairs rooms, prodding and sniffing and snorting...until eventually I became the target of a 'friendship overture'.
Noone commenced the ritual by slowly pacing around my feet in a circle and then began to wind around my legs, being very careful not to touch them. Cats have a wild and primitive vibration and I could feel the quiver of it as Noone continued the slow-motion Farandole. The ritual dance eventually came to an end.
Noone looked at me...It was my turn to take the lead once more and my carefully offered palm soon had Noone's furry head burrowing into it.
The Farandole re-commenced at a fast pace, with new touching and brushing movements added to the dance - until eventually Noone turned toward the door and padded back into the sunlight.
It was then I realised just how long it had been since I'd heard and felt a cat purr.
I won't miss Noone if there is no return visit...
...but just in case
(think of what I'd have missed if I'd just said "Shoo!")
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noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.
E.E. Cummings
soulMerlin
10 comments:
what a cute cat!
arlene,
University Place florist
I enjoyed the post. Cats are amazing creatures, I rather like the way that they come and say Hello, sometimes I wonder if they truly belong to anyone. I couldn't keep cats as I have an allergy but I can enjoy the visitors as it is not severe enough to worry me for short periods of time. So I enjoy our visitors, one in particular has become a regular and I look forward to seeing her...the dance you describe is a wonderful analogy and they are so incredibly inquisitive :D Of course for me the different ones have become a never ending source of inspiration, I am amazed at the different personalities. I do think next door has about 5 or 6 and every one is very different. Hope you are well Henry - Chrissy
The eyes on that cat were fabulous!
Oh henry this was beautifully told. Your awareness of the whole 'contact/connection' thing is brilliant. I was very touched by the this because I could sense the communication and interaction...so intimate between you and the cat...all without words. Spoken language is not needed between those we are aware and in tune. I also found it poignant that you didn't shoo it away. This post expresses a very dear and poignant side or your character. I like it. I am also glad you had a day off as your schedule sounds grueling...a lot like mine. Hugs, Robin
Hi arlene, chrissy,Tamera and Robin ~ I keep leaving a little bit of "Whiskas" out each night....but so far (sob) Noone is there.
henry
Oh what a lovely description. I love cats, but they can be so sensitive to first meetings - you seem to have the sensitivity I sometimes lack. I can take something away from this - the need to feel calm and allow the cat (or whatever!) to come to me in it's own time. And I hope no-one will visit you again soon!
And speaking of sensitivity I do hope you didn't mind me ranting on too much about my own Stonehenge experience. I get carried away with my own enthusiasm sometimes. So. The cat... I hope I learned something today :)
How can you not get a calm spirit when you sit and watch your cat? My two are priceless to me, each with different personalities, and antics!
Great write up, love the eyes!
That was wonderful and pleasant, relaxing in it's own way. Animals have a knack for feeling what we need, and responding at just the right time. Cats seem to be more so in-tune than others. I wonder if that is why they are so often related in stories to witches or witch-craft?
You certainly have a depth to your soul that is teaching you valuable things through the ages. It is a choice to learn and grow and not everyone is so receptive to the lessons they are offered.
My parents' cats recently departed from the physical world. The whiskas photo in this blog post reminds me of the brand they liked to eat years ago. Funny how cats develop their own taste preferences.
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