Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
The amazing thing about having the kitten around was how it changed my perception of my two cats. The kitten, by the way, was discovered to be female and is now named Talia. She is settling in just fine to her new home. Talia was feather-light, holding her was like holding a leaf. My two older cats seem so heavy and substantial by comparison. They loom large and seem almost dangerous. I feel like I am living with two cougars. A new respect for them has descended upon me. I had forgotten who they had become. How they had transformed. These magnificent weighty beings. Over the years (twelve or so) Claudia and Kimba have lived with us in many different settings and have been very cooperative throughout, adapting to their different environments without much fuss or complaint. It feels like a renewed honour to have them around.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
It was in November that I called my dad from a craft faire that I was doing and he told me that the results of his medical tests were not good news, and it was later that month that I went to Calgary to see him and to go to the hospital in Canmore for more tests. The silver lining was that we also went to Lake Louise, which by then had become a pilgrimage for me. The plain of six glaciers trail was one that I had followed my dad up many times over the years. I remember as a child looking up ahead and seeing his slow and steady gait, arms behind his back, one hand clasped on the other forearm, placing one foot in front of the other. He never really looked back that often to see if we were following. But we were. On many levels I have followed him on pathways which have enabled me to have access to higher worlds. This is the essence of what I received from him this lifetime. And in November I feel the gratitude strongly.
Monday, November 15, 2010
In the dark we followed the piteous meowing to the edge of lake midway and under the moss in the hollow of the bank beside the lake we pulled out a kitten. Something like six weeks old and probably abandoned there. We knew we couldn't keep him ourselves, so we loved him up, and then began to search for a home for him. A young girl came over today and he joined their family who have just moved to town. I cried of course! In what seemed like no time he had such a firm grip on my heart, with all of his vulnerability and attendant trust.