Friday, August 29, 2014

"We Have a Cat."

After our first full day of yoga school last weekend, I got home, had dinner and fired up an episode of one of my new favorite shows, Srugim. About 10 minutes into the show, I began to hear meowing, pretty darn loud. I ignored it for a few minutes until I couldn't anymore and got up to look out the window. Laying down on my deck, with its face and voice-box pointed right at my front door was a fluffy grey cat. That's a first.

I break the vegetarian guidelines at my house in the name of Smokey all the time; Smokers is so far completely uninterested in anything meat-free. But would the cat like the dog food? I settled on some leftover hummus which I put on a dish and then out in the yard.

The next morning when I left, the hummus was gone and the cat was still there. When I saw my neighbor she promptly informed me that, "We have a cat." "So I see," I said. But neither one of us has seen much of the cat since.

Animal Speak talks about how cats are comfortable after dark, and are therefore associated with magic and mystery, "The truth is that cats have more rods in the retinas of their eyes, which enhances light perception. It enables them to see effectively in the dark." To see light, even in the dark, is a heck of a gift. Walt Whitman says "Every moment of light and dark is a miracle." So far I have a strong preference for moments of light; guess that's why I'm still in yoga school, I have more work to do on feeling neutrality.

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