Struggling through with joy... |
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Struggling through with joy... |
I am astounded by the number of things I have yet to learn in this life. It’s exciting, honestly, to anticipate all we can learn right up until our death: new discoveries about the universe, how to make a good pie crust, the inner workings of bee society. Although there is also a lot in life we’d rather not learn, especially through experience. For example, I am solidly in middle age and have lived with cats most of my life, and yet I only learned of their silent flatulence within the last few years.
I was reminded of cat flatulence this morning as I practiced lovingkindness meditation with my toothless, six-toed torty purring on my lap. About three years ago I started meditating seriously in an effort to improve my mental health and deepen my spiritual life. Lofty goals for a regular person. Lola kitty assigned herself as my meditation partner, and while I’m sure it isn’t best practice to allow pets to sit in your lap while meditating, I love her slight weight warming my lap. I relax, she relaxes, we float on a cloud of peace. Then she toots. I never realized cats fart. My life was too crowded with other, louder flatulent creatures. Dogs, for one, as well as older brothers, fathers, husbands and my daughter, who thinks farts are fodder for top-shelf humor. Meanwhile my cats were farting away silently in their kitty condos, and I’d never considered the cat fart. Lola, with her quiet tooting presence, keeps me humble. I may be seeking greater peace and spiritual depth, but she reminds me not to take myself too seriously. We are all just messy creatures trying to get through life the best we know how. Farts and all.
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Heidi C
3/4/2023 07:37:16 pm
I loved your slice. Thanks for sharing.
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