At my school, we practiced a lot of energy work. We talked about honing our intuitions in service of ourselves and our clients and healing the world. I used some of it, and rejected some of it. What I loved was when we talked about intuiting what our be-furred loved ones were communicating to us.
Unconventional, a little too much at times…for sure. Yet, I actually did start communicating more effectively with my kitty cat. Turns out she wasn’t too happy with me at the time. So, I started a long path of transformation.
It turns out that our fur buddies have a lot to tell us. And that they are really good at assisting us in our transformative experiences – guiding us, even.
I lost my little baby bear when she was 16, just two weeks before I became homeless. I veered through an exhausting and bewildering path in the NYC shelter system, but ended up in a (mostly) liveable apartment. (It’s New York – this is what we expect, even when it’s not so great. Different topic for a different day). Point is, I think my kitty was guiding me the whole time. You may find it hokey, but it’s how I see it.
So, I believe I have this gift for reading cats and people. Cat care involves people care. I take care of your cat. I take care of you. I take care of your home.
Edit, January 31, 2017:
This was my ideal. This was how I could package myself, I thought. Now I think I can’t work in service, care or hospitality. It got to be too much for me. I just have to move on. Ok. Thanks.