last thursday millie came and sat on my chest while I was working. can't remember what I was doing exactly, but it was something incompatible with having a cat sit on your chest. millie and I have worked together for going on 4 years now. she helps balance the energy in the office, she weighs in with her opinion on some of our more difficult cases, she cheerleads when we do well, and she offers advice.
her main way to let me know that I am in need of her advice is to hop up on my lap and climb up the front of me so that she is laying on my chest, effectively ending my focus on work and claiming it for herself.
I have taken classes in animal communication, and I can do it, but I usually attempt it only when I have taken the time to ground myself and remove myself from the distractions of my life. work is far from my ideal space for animal communication. millie insists that I can do it, however, and she keeps trying to talk to me in spite of my painfully slow understanding.
on thursday, millie tried and tried to get through to me, through my distraction and my funk about life in general. finally, I 'heard' her. her words are in quotes:
"your sarcasm is a shield. you use it to protect yourself, but it also shuts you away. live from your heart. relate to others from your heart."
um, wow. okay. good advice, I am sure, but do you have any practical advice for me on how to achieve this?
"yes."
would you mind sharing it with me? (animals are SO literal!)
"regard the people the way you regard the animals. think of them the same way."
oh.
OH.
it's true, I offer a lot more compassion to the animals. even the ones I don't really enjoy being around get a considerable amount of love and compassion from me. respect. trust. lack of suspicion. tolerance. acceptance.
I immediately tried thinking of some of my least favorite people as though they were animals. it helped a lot. as animals, they are allowed to be exactly who they are, a product of their own individual lives and experiences, with no expectations from me. what a relief to be able to think of people that way. I still don't like them, but that's ok, I don't have to be around them.
that millie, she is one smart cat.
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