This
afternoon, I had a dream while taking a nap. I saw some kittens, they couldn’t
have been more than two months old. I picked one up and pet it. It was orange
and white. Another one who looked similar was also nearby. Then the one I was
comforting jumped into one of my sneakers that was nearby. I guess it was
looking for a safe place to be. While I was considering bringing one or two of
the kittens home, a third one appeared and began to meow. I reached out my hand
to hold it and give it comfort. It played for a bit, biting my fingers gently at
first, but then it started biting harder as though it were hungry and needed
something to eat. It would have torn my flesh off with those sharp little teeth
if I hadn’t pulled it off of me by grabbing the skin on the back of its neck
and lifting it away from my fingers. When I awoke, I was glad that I hadn’t
harmed the kitten, the one that tried to eat my finger. I know, but even though
it was a dream, it’s important for me not to harm little things or big things
for that matter.
This evening
as I write this, I was considering that dream when suddenly I recalled today’s
walk. As I was walking up to my Saturday karaoke spot on the mountain. I
spotted a white and black cat on the side of the road. She looked at me and I
looked at her and she began to meow as though she were asking me for something,
some kind of assistance, perhaps it was food. I started to approach her, which
something inside of me said not to do, but I still did. Not that I was going to
pet a stray cat, but maybe I would have, especially given my history. Yea, I’ve
been bit more than once, even once on the nose after being given clear
instructions not to open the door and go near that dog.
The cat
moved away and I didn’t pursue our encounter because I was hungry. I knew that
cat was hungry, too. Yet, there was also something else about our encounter.
Was it just a coincidence? Maybe, but honesty, other than two incidences
occurring at the same time and nearly the same place, I do not buy into the
idea of luck, coincidence or whatever you call it. For me, all incidents are
outflows of past incidents, meaning that having a dream about kittens and then
seeing a cat look me in the eyes and attempt to communicate with me, do not
just happen arbitrary. Maybe sometimes they do, but not this time. I’m not
exactly sure how to read or interpret this. Perhaps it’s time for me adopt some
kittens . 😊 The picture above is similar to the cat I saw while walking on the road - not dreaming. On a final note for this evening: what ever happened to a simple smiley face, one that I don't have to click ten times to find?
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