Reminiscence of the past ...
Recently I was laying in bed thinking about my little friend "Mimi". She was my first cat.
And just like the first love, she was special to me. She was so intelligent and funny. We had
so much fun while she was alive the first time.
Then one day she died in an accident with a car. Thankfully she was not broken or anything on the outside, she just
lay in the gras dead at the side of a road.
I felt broken.
In that time of mourning, there is a time when you feel that the soul of that dear person is nearby and the veil can be very thin.
It seems so easy to communicate at times.
And so, I told her, that I wished her a good journey and that when she would be back, I would wish her to stay with me for longer then
the first time.
Since then seven years went by, 6 other cats came and died in car accidents, as we are living nearby a road. It was like a curse
that went on. Although I loved each and every one of them, I could not say that any of them was really Mimi.
I live by the perception that nothing ever happens to you on chance. There is no such thing as accidents happening, there are no random things.
We are frequency and that is what makes us draw whatever reality we encounter towards us.
So I went searching for help to find out about what I was attracting to make that accident happen over and over again.
Until one day I felt I finally got through about it. Since then our cats are safe and sound.
Some months ago
As I entered a platform on social media, a video of my cat Mimi was shown, that I recorded some time after she died.
It took me back to the time and I thought about our conversation from when she was dead and I remembered her message she was coming back some day.
I found myself thinking about our current cat, and how he might not be happy to have company, because he seemed clearly very
strict to other cats about guarding his territory.
So I dropped the thought, but... it seems I already started something...
A stormy day in September
*We went out to take a walk. My partner and I enjoyed the dark night and storm that was coming. It was raining already, and while we were walking and talking we did not take much notice of our surroundings.
When we arrived at the door, our cat was standing inside the staircase where we left him.
He seemed to be concentrated on something else.
We opened the door and went in, but he did not move.
So we looked outside again and there were two tiny kitten begging for us to help.
"Let them in, its raining and cold. They are going to be in jeopardy at that time outside. They are just too small to be there without shelter."
Carlos, our cat, immediately understood what I was saying as he commented my sentence with a hiss. But we took them in anyway, fed them, they were super hungry and followed me everywhere. One of them looked just like Mimi. And I thought she finally came back to me.
The second day, my neighbour was outside looking like she lost something.
"Have you seen two kitten?" I felt a sting in my heart. Just when I thought we had found each other again it seemed like I had to give her up again.
The same day a podcast from Inelia Benz came around and had just the same story.
https://www.drivingtotherez.com/p/chinook-the-reborn-puppy-driving?r=28k2qg&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web*
Today
Well, today I tried what they did.
I told the neighbor who I thought the one cat was and that I was willing to buy her out if she was up to it. I know there are some things money can't buy
as she is quite fond of her too. So I will have to try better.
Maybe I will have to up that offer,
I know I would never have sold my cat and I completely understand if she does not go for it.
we'll see...