Thank Gawd for Connection: Cecil the Cat on Love, Energy & Togetherness

Hello!

My name is Cecil and if you have forgotten who I am, I am a wonderful cat.

I live wit my mudder Erick and my fadder Meg in a weird neighborhood called “Cat-wood.” They thinks it’s called Crestwood, but I know the truth.

Yeah! I have WONG hair. My hair flows. I like my hair to stick to everything so people know I exist.

The thing I wanted to bring to your attention today (yes I am a cat, but I have to write blog posts because I simply don’t have time to drop dead mice on every single one of your carpets) is how much power each of us has on the inside.

Not like muscle power that you use when you push a barrel of pineapples off the back of a truck just to see all the pineapples roll down the street (there is nothing wrong with that by the way).

This power is da kind on your insides.

Power.

There are lots of types of power too.

There is the power of quiet (it’s called “potential”).
There is the power of waiting.
There is also great power in watching (or observation).

Now as a cat, I can sit alone for hours. I can sit alone and wait and watch for a tiny critter to play with.

I can stare at a toaster for three hours straight. (Some mice like toasters.)

When I solo-sit, I’m not talking to anybody. I am just waiting and watching.

But when we use our power alone, it’s a diluted manifestation of our actual potential.

You see, when any of us comes together with another one—in the spirit of love, or kindness, or just to be together—God shows up.

Mother Nature is there too.

The best, most loving energetic beings join us when two physical creatures hang out together.

So if I go up to my fadder and I get his attention—maybe I tap tap tap him with my hand—and he smiles, we have then created a little energy of love.

And we made room for more love.

It isn’t complicated.

When my mudder is styling her hair and she is using a loud machine called a “hair dryer,” I could leave her to do her stuff by herself.

Her hair machine is really loud.

BUT if I go keep her company, sit on the bathroom carpet, and stare at her, she knows I love her.

And den she feels love.

And den we are creating more space for more love.

And the love grows on the planet.

So you see…

we are stronger together.

I could stay in my litter box all day.
I could build new and innovative kitty litter pyramids all day.
I could dig litter holes and toss litter all around.

But my dad can’t do that activity.
He doesn’t have the right hands.

So sometimes I wait until he and my mudder are practicing songs for their band practice.

I wait till they play the song called, “Got Me Going!”
(They think they sound good—I say TBD.)

When I hear Mudder sing “Got Me Going,” it’s quiet enough that I go to the basement and I sing with them too.

They can’t hear it because their ears can’t hear the real cat song frequencies (they only hear meows), but we three are still singing together.

So that is simply a little more insight into how the world REALLY works.

Hang wif yer neighbors and creatures!

If you stay alone, you struggle with stinky fish.

That’s all from your furry whiskers boy up in da C-wood.

Over and out! 🐾