This morning, my cat laid on my lap for about ten minutes straight, soaking up the love, while I led a spiritual practice and chanted on a conference call.
What is so unusual about that, you ask.
My cat has never allowed himself to be held for more than about... seven seconds.
This morning during the practices, I was able to touch into my heart in a new and deeper way. I felt love in my message center (heart chakra), in response to healing a relationship that I am working on. I allowed the love to be the healing force. I allowed myself to feel and to follow that force. I allowed myself to explore its nature. I allowed it to exist for as long as I was able to hold it. It was all up to me. My cat and I were in the epicenter of that force. And he and I were digging it.
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