Hello, Grandpa.

I’m browsing Facebook and somebody posts about a website, where you can look up grave pictures. Famous people, or ordinary.

I idly click on over, wondering if there would be anybody I know on there. The first dead person I think of is my grandfather so I type his name,  guessing at the year he died. I’m not 100% sure–I never met him; he passed before I was born. I also know next to nothing about him. A couple of my Dad’s family stories, but that’s about it.

I got the year right. There he was, boom!

I didn’t even know he was a soldier.

I’m reading the bio and think to myself, “I’ll have to run his chart.” Scanning the dates on the tombstone…

Ohhhhh.

Tomorrow is his death anniversary.

Hello, Grandpa! Nice to meet you. Thank you for introducing yourself. I hope to get better acquainted.

Love, Dixie

 

Black Cats and the Supernatural

Jewels the Tarot Kitty

Jewels the Tarot Kitty assists.

One of my Tarot people asked me about Black cats and talking to Spirit...seems she has a new friend. Ha! :cat:

I was investigating her question, and ran into this fascinating blog from a medium who talks about why some spirits like to hang around cats. Er, uh…I got sidetracked for a few hours over there, so you’ve been forewarned.

Animals’ physical senses have greater range, more frequencies to detect energy shifts, and their brains are not full of ego or denials! They live immersed in emotional response and instinct. That’s how a dog can judge character or a cat living in a nursing home can predict death. Hence, animals would seem perfect channels for spirit connection.

Black cats especially have long been associated with the supernatural. They were sometimes honored and sometimes feared (or killed),  but frequently judged as especially connected. In some cultures, black cats were considered reincarnations of children who’d passed. In other times and places, just having a black cat would have been enough to get a person executed for witchcraft.

Regardless of how it started (and truth is an option), such a long association may tend to build a type of affinity between black cats and spirit world, a predisposition energetically shaped via expectation and belief  spanning centuries.

And of course, black is associated with night, mystery, and the unknown. That’s where the human world and the spirit world meet, y’know. In ancient Celtic legend, cats were guardians to the Underworld or Otherworld.

Living very close to their hearts, animals are going to be tune. They are part of the ebbs and flows of the natural world, a world crackling with spiritual energy. As such, I think cats in general and black cats in particular would make excellent intermediates with spirit.

Cats companions of mine who’ve passed do come to visit me. I see them out of the corner of my eye, feel them walking on the bed to snuggle up sometimes at night, making their presence felt in various ways.  These visits are common enough I no longer question them.

I also consider my little black kitty, Jewels, to be my familiar. I don’t know if she’s been with me in other lives or not, but she obviously loves me and tries to look after me in this life. And as I’ve said before, she is unquestionably psychic. She’s laying behind,  on the back of the chair I’m sitting in, as I write this.

Do you believe black cats have a special connection to the spirit world?

Remembering Zen Master Kitty

“I have known many Zen masters in my life. All of them cats.” –my friend, Cyndy

This is Vega. He was always in my lap, snuggled up next to me, or laying on top of me, pawing me in the face to remind me it was lovin’ time. He understood contentment on a cellular level and radiated love. He really was a Zen master!

Vega snuggled up like a little baby, all on his own.

He snuggled up like that on his own.

We did talk, you know. We understood one another, very well. That connection made it especially hard when he passed, but I’m nonetheless very grateful for our time together.

He comes to visit–I feel him climb into bed with us, or brush past my leg. One or the other of our kitties often sits in the hallway, with high-pitched yelps when he’s nearby.

I find it comforting, feeling his energy when he stops in. How could you not love the little furball, after all?

Do you have a special connection with a pet?

p.s. Happy (belated) Memorial Day. Here’s to loving memories.