August 31, 2007
One of the cats to whom my brother and sister-in-law belong, overseeing travel arrangements
movement and stillness:
the cat is the master of masquerade
s/he will appear to be what s/he is not
intersecting with our lives to the extent such adaptation
is necessary for comfort, and mutual appreciation
s/he understands the importance of play
and will demonstrate each game, and then
to the extent we cannot learn the rules adeptly
will play down to our level
the purpose of the game is not to win or to impress
but to learn,
to perceive, to practice, to achieve mastery
effortlessly
the cat’s self-sufficiency is far from antisocial,
its purpose is to maximize resilience,
the essence of responsibility to community:
not to be a burden to those one loves
a life of joy and purposefulness
of grace and imagination
in now time —
where stillness and movement
are one |
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Bravo, Dave.
Comment by andrew — August 31, 2007 @ 23:02
This is the essence of what I’ve been thinking about my cat lately–especially the joy part. Said better than I could have. Thanks for this gorgeous bit.
Comment by Connie — September 1, 2007 @ 16:15