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January 2011: Cat Power

A playful paw helps shift her perceptions

But as her little paw gently tugged my hand toward her a thought like a tiny wildflower began to bloom in my heart.

It was early, only 6:30 a.m., and the day was going to be hot. I was mildly sullen and already moving slowly in anticipation of the heat. I had already informed my lovable labradoodle, Jack, and my interloping cat, Tripod, as they jubilantly met me in the kitchen, that although they could see me, I was not yet open for business. I needed coffee and conscious contact.

After finishing my prayers, I thought I would read the Daily Reflections in search of some wisdom that would help me to know and surrender to God’s will. The previous evening, I had sheepishly confessed in my home... Login to read more
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