This connection was interesting and a little outside my comfort zone, as it deals with a cat who normally lives happily in the house with its family, but several months ago left and won't come home. Though this conversation doesn't involve tracking or other issues that usually surround a lost or missing animal, it still deals with an animal who is away from home and who won't come back for some reason — and whether or not they are even still alive. The weighty issues and their significance to the human family involved increases the pressure to "get it right." I'm presenting this conversation and string of events in a slightly different way so that if you are a learner, you can see how feedback from the person and revelations that came about as we discussed things further, transformed what could have been a "partially accurate" conversation into something actually on-target. So don't discard the information you get just because it doesn't make sense in the moment. The answer or translation may still rise to the surface in its own time. Chica is a cat who has left home and won't come back. Her mom has seen her in the neighborhood, but nothing she has done brings her home. I sat down in front of Chica and in a gentle tone, asked, "Chica, how are you?" "I'm holding up better than I thought," she said. "But it's also harder than I thought." "Are you warm enough?" I asked. "I'm okay." she answered. "Are you finding enough to eat?" I wondered. "It's a full-time job," she said, and I could feel how tiring it was. She shows me stalking a chicken coop but getting shooed away. I see her finding some leftovers in a trash can. I also see someone leaving food out for her. It looks like it is wet food from a can. When I imagine feeling what her body is feeling, she feels cold, but is used to it. I asked, "Where are you sleeping?" I got the feeling it was "here and there," but she also shows me a cylinder shape leading under someone's house. When I tried to look inside, I saw a black cat coming out. So far, so good. Here's what Chica's mom said about this first part: "At first I thought you were spot on. As far as I know she is doing everything to survive. She seems to know where there is food. And I leave food as well. The couple of times I have seen her at night she seemed ok. But it has been very cold the last couple of weeks. There are a lot of cats around. There definitely is a black cat. I know she doesn’t have a steady place where she sleeps." I told Chica that her family misses her very much and invites her to come home. But she replied, "They don't need me. (pause) They have the other cat. I see a grey fluffy cat with a mischievous expression. It feels like he bullies her when others aren't looking. By not seeing what he's doing and continuing to love him despite this unseen behavior, Chica feels he is being favored over her. I don't know if there really is another cat in the house. Sometimes it can be a spirit, though this doesn't feel like that. I feel a deep sadness in Chica stemming from a belief that "They don't have my back." It seems like she feels she thought she had a safe, supportive home, but since you aren't noticing the things she is experiencing, she is assuming you no longer are taking care of her like she needs.
At this point, I wasn't sure how clear I was and was worried I wasn't getting the story correct. So I cleared my head and began again with a fresh focus on Chica. She said, "This wasn't what I planned. It wasn't what I saw happening in my life." I asked, "What would have to happen to help you feel like you can come home?" I saw her slowly and cautiously coming into the house and looking around to see if it was safe. It felt like she was bracing herself for a surprise attack. Her nerves felt a bit jumbled and she said, "I think I just need to be the only cat." "Is that what you were trying to do when you left? I asked. "No, I didn't think it through. I thought I just wanted it to be me — no other cats, not no other people," she explained. "Is there any way you think you could compromise and make the living situation at home work for you?" I inquired. Again, I feel a very mischievous energy that she is concerned about. Something that won't let up or leave her alone, so that it has gone beyond mischievous to feeling mean. I can feel the stress in her body as she thinks about this situation. She doesn't want to come anywhere near the house. I give her a picture of an alternative: having her own house right outside the home. I give her a picture of a small structure and someone feeding her out there. She says, "That won't work." Again, I feel like anywhere near the home is frightful to her. "Well, your current situation isn't working either," I pointed out. "Yes, but your proposal is humiliating. At least now (on my own terms) I have some dignity." "Would you rather find a new home with another family?" I asked. It didn't feel like an option to her or anything she wanted to consider. "I just want my own family back." Though I started fresh again to make sure I was clear, this conversation still points to a cat distressed about his living situation and points to friction with at least one other cat in the house. Based on Chica's mom's feedback, this isn't the case. More bad news about the accuracy of my conversation! It felt like I was going in circles and not really getting anywhere. I wondered if what she was feeling had grown bigger in her mind than it really was or started out as. I felt that this was true to some extent, but that she definitely had grounds for feeling this way. I considered talking with this other cat (though I still wasn't sure if there really was one) to see if I could help them come to an agreement, but it felt like it would be a complicated process. And without really knowing the situation, I thought it best to just report back what I saw and heard and see if anything sounded right to Chica's family. You can see that without having the feedback yet, I already was feeling something was amiss with what Chica was telling me. I felt something wasn't being portrayed accurately, but of course, I didn't know what that was or even if that was true. It was a good idea that I decided not to interpret and just to report. "Chica, you'll be alright for a little longer?" I asked. She answered, "Yes" but I again could feel that she was cold. I explained, "Okay, thank you for talking with me and telling me your side of things. How about if I let your mom know and maybe she can work something out for you?" I felt some hope as well as some doubt in her. She is waiting to see what happens. Okay, so perhaps not such a successful conversation. Some parts sounded right. But all the rest about not being happy at home and being fearful of a grey bully cat and feeling like she wants to be the only cat seemed off the mark. Then Chica's mom added some information that began to create some bridges in the story... "The night Chica disappeared, she was chased by two German Shepherds." And also, "Maybe you picked up on her mother’s energy. I believe she always wanted to be the only cat." As I responded to this new information, the feelings I got during the conversation were reinforced in a new and positive way. Here's what I said: "There certainly could be a misinterpretation with the fluffy grey cat. I definitely saw it, but perhaps I assumed it was the cat Chica was scared of. Maybe it was the dog experience you mentioned? The clear vibe I was getting is one of trauma. She couldn’t bear the thought of entering the home again because she was thinking of the traumatic events. She couldn’t get over it in her mind and it became larger than it actually was in real life. When I got the message of her wanting to be an only cat, I really think it related to the trauma, not specifically the others she lives with. If you are paranoid that something’s going to “get you” you might just want to be away from everyone so there are no surprises. I had told my wife (who is psychic) of my conversation and she had immediately picked up on a psychological issue, like mental illness. But a trauma like this could easily look like a mental issue (just representative) and not be clinical mental illness." Chica's mom then wrote: "There is a big fluffy grey cat in the area where she is. It’s a Maine coon. Maybe you saw that one? I think her life was better before the dogs arrived. Couldn’t the trauma be caused by the dogs chasing her away from her property?" And my response: "I just looked up a picture of a grey maine coon and that definitely looks like the kind I saw. And yes, the dog incident sounds like it could have caused this reaction. And in her mind, it became bigger than it actually was." Conclusion:By submitting the information that came though, without interpretation or filtering, it appeared I initially got some things right and some things wrong. But as more details surfaced as we discussed the conversation and story background, like a scary dog experience and the existence of a neighborhood grey cat, the feeling of trauma I had initially received took more and more of a front seat and actually became the glue in the story. Perhaps being away from her safe, warm home and her loving family began to amplify the experience and send her in the direction of something similar to PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). In her mind, everything became scary. So wanting to be alone and away from anything that could surprise her adds up. Though there may not be a way to know for sure if this is what's happening in Chica's head, it does make sense and transforms the original conversation into something pretty accurate and full of answers and insights. Things became even more clear the next day when I worked with Chica in the Quantum Field. You can read that experience and conversation here.
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