Lessons from chloe
Chloe is my kitty
She is a master
She brings me such gifts of allowance
And trust…
She waits each morn at the bird bath
Outside my window
For me to fill up the bowl with
Waters of life…
She will wait and look at the bowl
Until I see her there…
She never cries or tries to “get” my attention
She waits, she trusts
It could be an hour
Yet she knows that in time
I will give her the water she desires…
When she is hungry
She will sit by her bowl
She never cries or tries to get my attention
She waits in her elegance and perfect stance
She just waits at the bowl
For her food of life
Knowing that at the perfect time
I will bring it for her…
When I am sad
She knows
She perches her body
On top of my heart center
And fills me with her purrs
Of love
They fill my heart with life’s
Reassurance that all is well…
We lost her sister kitty last week
She was taken away to home
A coyote came in its innocence
And allowed her to cross over…
Now, I come to a very deep level of fear
Contained within
Not wanting to let chloe out to play
Up here on my mountain anymore
For fear she will be taken from me…
Then, Jeshua speaks to me and says
Let go of this fearful thought…
All is in divine order
Allow her to play in her garden
For as many days as “she” chooses
To be here…
And so
I allow it
I open the doors freely for her to romp and play
Truly letting go of any last traces of fear…
Now, my sweet one
This is real love…
denisa
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