They teach me to trust my instincts, and they allow me to love whole-heartedly without fear, and they reciprocate with their own brand of loyalty and unconditional love. These spirits are so much a part of my life and my world that I can't rightly continue anything creative, even a blog, without acknowledging their contribution to my health and wholeness. They are extensions and reflections of me...and sometimes they reveal way too much! Luckily not everyone can understand what they say...whew!I was out with the Witchmobile recently, and I had Bonnie and Ginger with me as well (Herkimer normally stays at home, he prefers it that way so it's his duty to hold down the fort). An old woman approached me and immediately started telling me that she knew WHY the Bubonic Plague had swept through Europe, killing so many people hundreds of years ago. She said it was because of all the cats that were slaughtered during the burning times... it caused the rat population to grow disproportionately and the rats were able to spread the disease rampantly through the land. She told me this with a grin on her face, like she believed the Witches and imps somehow got their revenge from the spirit realm, like some kind of immediate cosmic karma. She enjoyed telling me the news, and I thanked her for sharing. While I like the idea of reaping what you sow, I'm sure it was more than just one thing that caused the Plague to spread... the point of this story is I sure seem to attract some interesting folks! (I wouldn't have it any other way) especially when the Witchmobile, Bonnie, and Ginger are close...
Although...I did have a magical experience recently with someone else's familar...
I was walking back to my car when a black cat caught my eye. She was sitting in the doorway to a candle shop. She caught my gaze with her yellow eyes and when Ms Kitty was sure she had a lock on me, she turned in to the shop...so naturally I followed. She continued to the back of the store where she stopped and sat next to her person. The cat literally brought me to the shop owner! A Witch! Of course. I smiled. The woman immediately began to tell me about a horrible experience she just had, like she had been waiting for me to arrive at last... So I listened. As she purged, my task became clear. I kept the shop grounded as best I could while the seriously agitated Witch's rant nearly tore the building out from the foundation. I might be exaggerating, but I'm sure she intended to hurl the shop and all it's contents to another dimension where rude customers and bad neighbors do not exist. After the air was clear, I could tell my job was done. I said farewell to the woman, I nodded to the cat, and left the shop. wow.
Good Kitty.




Lovely little companions you have. I felt the need to comment as we used to have a Boxer named Scotta that we very lovingly called "Pooper" or "Pooparoni". She has passed to the next life now, but we still talk about her as Pooper.
ReplyDeleteYour tiny beings are absolutely adorable!! Fascinating entry, too. I am glad Julie the Mermaiden introduced me to your fabulous blog.
ReplyDeleteWell, your ink does them justice :D
ReplyDeleteIndeed, grounded you are to be able to work that situation with intuition, strength, and more importantly to be able to withdraw without taking any rampaging energies on.
Cheers to you!
can I comment? testing testing. hehe! Thank you all, for the feedback. I left out Bella, she is still a familiar of mine but she left her tiny body three years ago. She is the one that has her portrait on my heart, (and the avatar of my blog!) The shop experience was wonderfully random and magical, despite it's over all weirdness. It's so fun to have a blog now to share these experiences :o)
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