When Uncertainty Strikes.Today, I struggled. After hearing back from the people of a horse I had a conversation with, and finding out he was not a race horse anymore (and much of my conversation was around his racing life), I felt like a failure. Did I really miss the mark? Was I losing the integrity I always try to stick to? Was my ego taking over and making up wild stories? Were all my other conversations now invalid and untrue? So I approached today's practice with trepidation. I tried to calm myself. I tried to get grounded so that I would be in the right space to connect purely with an animal. I listened to Solfeggio 852 Hz — return to spiritual order & love frequency. I then headed to the Speak! Freestyle gallery and settled on a beautiful Burmese cat named Mystery. Because of my fragile state, I doubted everything that came to me. I set it aside as my imagination and asked the angels to make my connection clear. If I can't hear words or see visuals, I will often simply try to sense an animal's energy and personality. After the initial struggle, I thought I would just start there. Here's what I got: Mystery feels generally calm, very focused, and can be impatient. When I pondered her name, I felt her explain that it's more about others than herself. "There's no mystery about who I am. It's others who are a mystery to me. Why are they like that? Why do they do those things?" she said sort of impatiently. "Like what?" I asked. "Like think before you do! We cats think about every step we make." I could see that was true. I thought maybe I should skip to a less "hot" topic. "Can you show me what you eat?" I see some dry food mixed with wet. The wet is a liver flavor. The bowl is silver. All of this was hesitantly recorded and sprinkled with a good amount of doubt, as I still struggled to shake today's confidence issue. I tried to picture where Mystery was. I got a hazy visual of a living room that seems crowded with furniture. I see an older balding man with gray hair on the sides sitting on a sofa. She shows me a window sill she likes to rest on and look out of. There is a place on the floor on a maroon rug where the sun shines in where she likes to sleep. I see a gray cat also in the house — I think. Mystery pipes in: "I thought I was going to have a conversation with you like the others you've had (lively and vibrant). This isn't too fun. You are just getting facts." "You're right. I'm a bit hesitant and feel like a lot of the conversations I've been having have been created in my mind," I explained. "The best kind," she stated as fact. "We cats live much of our lives in our dreams and heads." "But how do you know what is real?" I asked. "Why does it matter? An experience is an experience." "But if you are after a particular experience, like talking with a specific animal and trying to get to know the real essence of that animal, you wouldn't want to make it up. You would want the real information," I explained. <sighs> "You humans are complicated. Look. I can give you a tour of where I live or I can take you on a much more exciting adventure through my imagination. Obviously one will be more interesting." I chose the first. "Getting the tour of where you live will at least let me check the facts with your people so I can be sure I have made an accurate connection. Then I can go on adventures with you." <feels a little exasperated> "Fine. Come…" I follow her through her house. It feels like a spacious apartment. I see a bathroom with yellow walls. I see wood floors. I see a bedroom with lots of flower patterns. I see another room, like a family room, where there is a meeting. Someone is leading the meeting and there are people gathered on either side in a semi-circle. I don't know if it is currently going on or if that's just where one is held sometimes. "Good?" (enough?) she inquired. "Okay," I said. "I will have to see if any of this is true. How about we continue this conversation at another time?" <more exasperation> "You know where to find me." Feedback from her peopleYes, it is true that she is a very direct cat, not that much a “Mystery” :-)
She can indeed be very impatient, yet otherwise calm. She loves playing when in the mood. Food - she and her sister have dry food in plastic cat bowls. Her water is in a metallic/silver bowl. They rarely get “wet” food, as they usually don’t like it and leave it, unless it is human tinned tuna (they don’t enjoy the darker cat tuna). Our current living room is indeed a bit crowded with furniture, we are in a temporary holiday apartment, and have put in their big international traveling box and a “cat tree”, so it’s bit tight here. It’s only my daughter and I living here, no men have come (and I still have dark hair :-D, no silver hair and not bald, thankfully! Had to laugh :-) Maybe she’s just being cheeky, Mystery loves to play with us, we play hide and seek, so she is very much a “tongue in cheek” kind of soul. Great sense of humour. And very, very loving. She does love lying on her cat tree which is by a huge bay window looking out across the valley and mountain on the opposite side. We are currently in Switzerland, in a mountain village. No maroon rug here though, but terracotta tiles? Same colour? Maroon/terracotta? We did have a maroon rug in South Africa though where she used to lie in the sun… Her sister is a dark brown cat - they’re both Burmese. So I guess gray is near enough! One doesn’t often see her sister’s colouring in cats, so easy to confuse. So, the apartment - it does have quite a big feel to it, as there are huge bay windows, and a large balcony, so very airy and light. The bedroom has wooden parquet floor, so that’s spot on. The couch has a patchwork throw that is indeed very flowery :-) As for the meeting - I’m just checking the time of your mail - maybe you just contacted her the only evening when we indeed had people in the flat - my brother and two other people, and we were sitting in a bit of a circle - maybe you picked that up? It was the first time we had people over here in the flat One last note...
When I had "seen" the part about the older balding man, it felt a little different, almost like the man was part of the scenery, a remnant, or perhaps a spirit or ghost of someone who once lived there. Being still new to this and never having had a "ghost" encounter, this may or may not be what I was seeing. However, since animals do seem to sense or see these things readily, perhaps I was seeing it through Mystery's eyes.
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