Every morning before I schlup out of bed, I take a few minutes to visualize the day I want to have, and to send good energy to those I love. I know it’s woo-woo, but it matters to me. Over time, our 18 year old cat, Shadow, has insisted on joining me. She makes sure she arrives in bed as soon as she hears me stirring.
Shadow comes near my face and starts purring–loudly. If I were to get up without our ritual, “What kind of day are we going to have, Shadow?” she’d start meowing and following me around until it happens. Anyway, with her purring prompt, I discuss my intentions for myself, my kids, my husband and anyone else on my mind who I think could use a little extra love-energy for the day. I also use the time to send whatever healing energy I can into Shadow as a stroke her.
The last few days Shadow seems more frail than usual. This morning we had a chat about her spirit leaving. I asked her to please go when she felt it was right, and in a peaceful, painless way. She nuzzled in, which created a few tears on my part. She’s been a dear member of our family for so long it will seem horrifically empty when it is her time to go. Our times together are precious, now more than ever, but I can’t love her without wanting her spirit to fly…here or beyond.