"There's an expression in the physical environment that you use to entertain each other. (it doesn't serve you very well) that says, "I worry that I'll go down to the dock, and that my ship will have already come and gone. I'll miss my boat." And we say, another boat, another boat, another boat. You have no idea how many boats are coming to your dock. It's a steady stream, and it doesn't matter how many of them you've missed. The only thing that matters is what are you doing right now in your vibration? And you can tell what you're doing right now in your vibration by the way you feel."

--- Abraham

My Girl.

I remember the day i knew i needed you. I was camping. Out of the blue, I knew I needed to find you. I went home and I looked for you. A needle in a haystack. I showed up. I was told of your story. You came into this world tragically and miraculously. Your mom was sick while she was pregnant with you and your siblings. Someone found her on the brink of death. She was nursed back to health to have her babies. They all died except for you. You hung on...for me. You knew I would come find you. You spent your first 3 months in a room by yourself with your caretaker nursing you back to health. It's no coincidence that you were pure white. Angelic. Pure. And beautiful. I wanted a kitten that purred. The others didnt purr. You did. That was your selling point. I took you home. The first night you purred so loud in my ear that I couldnt sleep all night. Instead of loving you I tried to give you back fearing I was too impulsive in taking you home. I was told to wait the weekend out. I did. I tried to not bond with you. Convinced I would return you. But the moment you cuddled up to me while I watched a movie, I knew we were partners to the end. I remember shortly thereafter, i felt your saddness. You missed the woman who cared for you for those first few months....your "mom". Listening to you, and questioning if I was crazy in doing this, I wrote her a letter...from you. A letter of gratitude that you needed to make sure she received. That's the kind of Girl you were. I sent it. I never felt that saddness again...you let go and we moved forward. The original name I gave you never stuck. You never listened. You didn't like it. So Girl you became. Among many other names that evolved over time. I think you liked it that way.....you felt special. I remember when you brought a bird in the house. Tiki knew you were in trouble and he totally ratted you out. You never liked being in trouble and did everything in your power to keep everyone around you happy. And you did. What I remember most about you was your innate desire to be outside communing with nature...even if dogs did chase you up trees. You would come inside with oil stains all over the top of your back and dirty paws. You had a lot of baths that you never enjoyed. But you still went back out and got dirty again...because it was your joy. You were so fearless in your pure white coat and sweet demeanor. Oh you were so sweet. You would never hurt a fly. I remember the day my life took a turn, a major relationship was going to end that day. I didn't know it. But you did. I woke up to you laying on my heart...your purr resonating through my chest....preparing my heart chakra....letting me know i was going to be okay. You were a little healer. I remember the aftermath. Days upon days...years of finding myself again. You were there every day...reminding me with that purr that i wasn't alone. Your unconditional love kept my spirit alive even if i did just have to dive into your belly and cry. You never faltered. I can still hear your chirps and meows and your purr. Oh how i miss your purr. When I was pregnant, I knew how excited you were to be a little mama. But I think we both knew a storm was coming. I tried to stop it. I would wake in the middle of the night with massive anxiety about you. I would hear the coyotes outside and I would hate them...not knowing why. Our last year was hard on you and I. You always showed up and I tried as best I could to be the other half of the US that we used to be. I failed miserably. Our last day was so stressful and I wasn't there for you like I wanted to be. But you were there. Of course you were. You were my Girl. I woke up to you laying next to me. I remember. I hope you know that. I found you a good home. It was the least I could do. I don't know how, but in the last second, I manifested a home that I knew you would be okay in. I wish I would have spent more time with you...saying goodbye. With all the years between us, it was the least I could have done. But I didnt. It was too hard to say goodbye. So I shut you out and trusted that you would have good years ahead of you. You had 6 more months. I thought about you often. My feet would search for you at the foot of the bed every night. My heart would ache knowing you werent there. I just thought I would see you again....that I would have you back. I was in denial. I found out what happened to you. A wave of emotions struck me and it was hard to go on. I questioned if I could. But then someone said something profound and I knew it was you speaking to me when i was told "This was the only way Girl knew how to be close to you." You and I...to the end. You are so vivid to me now. Like I could just reach out and touch you. Looking back, I am Awakened now...because of you. I struggled with how you left....but I know you wouldnt have had it any other way...fearless and always giving of yourself. I hope you have found your cat mama whereever you are....and your brothers and sisters. You deserved to go home....I just wish it wasn't so soon. When I think back to our time together, I remember always feeling a sense of panic and anxiety over you...like there was this part of you that I was always trying to reign in...and you just wanted to go go go....go where?....home perhaps. You stayed because of me. I wouldn't have survived those years without you. When I realized I would never see you again, it was then that i knew it wasn't you who needed me...it was me who needed you. It's really hard to imagine that your little pink paws aren't frolicking on this earth anymore. I know Mother Earth bowed down to you when you passed.....bowed down in gratitude for being the best little being there ever was. It makes me sad to think that I am one of the only ones holding your memories. I don't want your memory to die too. And I wont let it. You have given me an intention to serve your community...to serve the very place that saved you for me. I planted a garden in honor of you and it's growing beautifully...as you are. You will be a regular character in our goodnight stories.....our fairy Girl frolicking frolicking frolicking with beautiful wings so you can fly fly fly and chase your butterflies....our fairy Girl...who sleeps on our chests and heals our hearts. I pray with all my being that I get to see you again...nuzzle my face in your fur. You are on your journey now. I know you are destined for an even greater experience. Up Up Up you will keep going Up. High High High. High in the sky you go. Thank you Girl for the best love and the best purr ever known. It was such an honor to walk this earth with you my friend. Love Love Love....

In honor of you ....Lady Tady. Ms. Lou Who. Girl....

Prreeeetttttyyyy Giiiirrrllll. My prreetttttyyyy Giirrrrlllllll. Yoooouuuurrr the ppreettiiest giirll in the woooooorrrlllddd. mmyyy preeetttyyyyy giiirrrrllll.

A Note From The Universe

"Do you know why dogs are so quick to wag their tails and cats are so quick to purr? Even the ones that have been lonely, abused, and betrayed?

Because, as is true of all animals, they were instilled with the distant awareness that no matter what the world shows them, they're still deeply loved and needed, that their presence alone has made a difference, and that in just the shake of a leg, seemingly without reason or rhyme, everything can FANTASTICALLY change for the better.

As is true of all people, except sometimes they tend to forget.

Purrfectly,
The Universe"

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"Your life is right now! It's not later! It's not in that time of retirement. It's not when the lover gets here. It's not when you've moved into the new house. It's not when you get the better job. Your life is right now. It will always be right now. You might as well decide to start enjoying your life right now, because it's not ever going to get better than right now--until it gets better right now!" ~ Abraham

"You can't feel others pushing you.

You can only feel yourself pushing back."

~The Sedona Method

Tractors

My Little Roommate

Every once in a while I have this realization that I have this little man digging through my cupboards and yelling his own version of the word Dad ("DA!") or Mom ("MAMAMAMAMAMA"). I happen to find LITTLE pieces of evidence throughout the day that remind me that I am housing, feeding, and ...oh, yeah... RAISING a little....being.

Exhibit A



There are these moments throughout the day where i chuckle to myself about how I have a little mini me in this world.



And sometimes I am astonished at how much he resembles his Dad.



I didn't even know robes came in little man size.



I like being reminded by these LITTLE traces of my little soul wandering around my house. Literally taking his first steps....taking a quantum leap in his own body, in his own confidence, in his own movement forward into his future.



He might be a little man...but he is already learning the art of scaling walls.



There is no little thing that get's overlooked...especially Mother Earth.



He is little. And he takes some big falls. But he practices every day on getting back up again.



In his little world, he doesn't sweat the small stuff.



But sometimes it's the little things that matter most.



He is wise enough to know when to ask for a little help...



...And when to do it his own little way...



He has plenty of little reasons to let his big achievements go to his head...




But he sure doesn't mind doing his little part to keep it real.



It's no big thing really. He's a little guy just generally enjoying himself and having a good time.