someone asked me yesterday if I was sure 'this stuff' was coming from millie, how did I know it wasn't coming from me. it's hard to explain how I know, exactly, it's just that I know my thoughts and I am familiar with myself, and I don't *think* like this. it feels like I just open a space in my head and and the words come in, or flow out, I guess is a better way to say it.
and then there's the physical interaction. millie climbs on my chest to let me know she has something to say. she sits on the desk, in front of the computer, while I am receiving the message. she moves to the window when she thinks I've 'got it' - the whole concept, the big picture. she comes back to the desk if I need a little clarification or help. I don't always get it right the first time. then she goes away, usually to her heated bed, when she's finished.
yes, I am sure this is coming from the cat. call me crazy, I don't care, millie is teaching me to speak my truth by helping her speak hers.
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