The Beyond Meds Kitty has died. Zen Master Jezebel my medicine cat. She was featured in two of my avatars over the years. I have never loved more. She has inspired as much love as my closest human loves. She truly kept me alive during some of my darkest moments when the iatrogenic drug withdrawal hell was at it’s worst. She inspired the very best. Good bye my best friend forever. … [click on title for the rest of the post]
I look at my cat and I see perfection…then I realize it’s a mirror of my own perfection and then that of all creation. Om Shanti Jezebel.
Charles bukowski at his finest — and heck, he’s a cat person…after my own heart…cats transmit pure knowledge in my experience…it’s true. Kitties have been profound healing medicine for me from the beginning of this process. My cats Kali and Jezebel have featured on this site a few times. I now have these two lovely… Continue Reading →
I want to suggest and even underscore that practicing gratefulness does not entail denying the difficulty in our lives.
(THE VIDEO IS ABOUT A MAN AND HIS DOG) Sharing a beautiful video of love and companionship. “There’s no easy way to say goodbye to a friend, especially when they’ve supported you through your darkest times.” — It made me think of my time with my kitties…Jezebel in particular was my medicine cat through the darkest times. Kali of course inspired me in other ways. … [click on title to read and view more]
The archives of this blog now span over ten years. They are a record of a life – learning and transforming at a rate unlike any other time. I say this as a way of disclaimer. In the earlier years of this blog I am processing shock and dismay. In the early years I am… Continue Reading →
There are lots more tools and methods of support to browse in the drop-down menus at the top of this site — don’t limit yourself to this page. This site is now 11 years running and there are more than 5,000 posts. Many of those best suited to support you are found in the drop-down… Continue Reading →
Practicing gratitude came upon me as a form of grace. It was not something that made a whole lot of sense to me during the darkest times of illness. No, gratitude did not come easy from that darkest of dark nights and yet the little there was I clung to for dear life (quite literally). For me the bearers of this gift were my cats. While there was nothing else I could find any consistent source of comfort from, I could find it from my cats. For that, I was profoundly grateful and because I had that gift my practice of gratitude began. … I want to suggest and even underscore that practicing gratefulness does not entail denying the difficulty of our lives. I think it’s equally important to honor and embrace our pain and anger and hurt. If we are feeling those things we need to approve of and love the parts of us that feel all those things. That does not negate also being grateful for that which we can be grateful for. So many times when things like gratefulness or forgiveness or other virtues are considered the message is that we should not feel all the bad stuff. I say that’s crap. Feel it all…the bad and the good. Feel grateful and angry. It’s all good and necessary. … [click on title to read and view more]
Every time these lovely kittens feel inclined to come love me, sit on me, sleep with me I am utterly astonished at my good fortune. Being grateful is a default mode…what wonder that these little beings of another species love me! … [click on title for the rest of the post]
My friend Yan Zhitui of BeingsAkin sent me this poem by Charles Bukowski since I just lost my Jezebel. I, like Charles below, found that my kitty remained in my heart and woke up the day after she died to a sense of peace and joy knowing she was still with me…life unfolds it’s mysteries… Continue Reading →