Musings on a Small Life

A few comments to my post yesterday, with the quotes, reminded me (again) that communication among humans can be tricky, because the meaning of some words is purely subjective. For instance, the word "joy" to me doesn't equate with happiness, but rather is spiritual in nature, more a state of Being that is beyond word or thought. But "joy" means other things to other people. As do the words "expectations" and "hope." What if Eileen Caddy's first quote had, for instance, been written as, "Trust God (or have faith in God...) to meet your every need. Trust God to provide the answer to every problem. Trust God to bring abundance on every level." Perhaps that would have resonated with some more than the original quote. For me, those quotes, and the web page, remind me that attitude is everything. That operating daily from a place of fear or discouragement or bitterness or hopelessness engenders more of the same in on...

I just got an email from a girlfriend, part of which was, "Peace/quiet, some sleep, less rage …  I don't think that's too much to ask for...." I replied with a couple of inspirational quotes and one web page that I found this afternoon, as I happen to be in need of some inspiration today. Some positive expectations. "Expect your every need to be met. Expect the answer to every problem, expect abundance on every level." - Eileen Caddy "Set your sights high, the higher the better. Expect the most wonderful things to happen, not in the future but right now. Realize that nothing is too good. Allow absolutely nothing to hamper you or hold you up in any way." -Eileen Caddy The web page below has nothing to do with Eileen Caddy. It's someone selling her products, but that doesn't negate the truth to the universal law of attraction, and the reasons she gives for our general lack of positive expectations in our lives: http://www.att...

In Canada, " Reach for the Top " was the name of a television show that pitted high school students against each other in a question and answer game. It ran on CBC from 1966 to 1985. At the cat show this weekend, however, "reach for the top" has a different meaning. Especially when you're a Bengal kitten.   The climbing posts were new this year, by the way.  :-) It's still grey on grey here, with a messy, snowy/rainy week ahead. Everyone I know seems to be feeling the effects of the lack of sunshine, and of the seemingly endless winter weather. So I'll post a few leftover pics from the greenhouse last week (was it only last Sunday?), for some colour. I know I'm feeling quite desperate for green now!  Funky bark! I don't know what the plant/tree is, though.  If someone knows, feel free to post a comment! I hope everyone has a good week. Purrs and peace from the boys.  :-)

I'd like to say thank you to Poppy's human "mum", over at Poppy Q , because if it weren't for her, I'd not have bothered to go to the annual cat show today.  No, she didn't suggest I go -- it's just that she seems to make a conscious, daily effort to do small things for her Self. Her choice to do so is inspiring to me, and I love what she wrote today, through Poppy, about their house feeling like it was "full of goodness." I hadn't intended to go to our cat show, already have been three consecutive years, but after I read her post I changed my mind. It was something small to do for myself that didn't involve the usual "drudge" errands. Uh, lady, you're choking me!   The evil spray bottle must be eliminated!   I do NOT want to be here.   Giant-sized ( Quinn's soon-to-be size, no doubt) and gorgeous.    Do I look happy? I was delighted to see that the Gananoque shelter (the b...

I finally spoke with Meghan Thursday afternoon, after lunch.   Toby was still at the clinic (17 days yesterday). Meghan (vet's daughter, works there) said she has been really sick, has had an infection, and hasn't been well enough to take him home and spend time with him to get him settled in. But the intent still is to take him to their barn. She said he's doing very well, gets along with all the other cats, rubs on the humans at feeding time, etc. She feels he's quite smart and will do fine with the horses. (He'll still go into the empty stall when he first gets there, of course.) I said (laughingly) that I wasn't sure if he'd end up being a resident clinic cat or would make it to the barn, but she said no, he'll go home with her as soon as she's well enough to be out there for a couple of hours at a stretch. I told her I'd call again a couple of times, till I knew he was settled in and doing well, and that I wouldn't "pes...

This would be one reason I'm gaining weight. Leftover treats at the office, from various functions. Not even our own department's functions. I refuse to admit how many raspberry coconut squares I ate yesterday, along with samples of the cookies and brownies. (Those coconut squares were the best !) And I refuse to say whether I've had any more so far this morning. The other reason I'm gaining weight is that I'm a pig. With a sweet tooth. And absolutely no restraint or willpower. Have a "sweet" day, everyone.

It's definitely a mixed bag of things today: First, my cousin had her breast reconstruction (after a 3-year wait, post-double mastectomy) on the 14th. She opted to have the construction done by taking her own tissue to rebuild her breasts. Unfortunately there have been problems with blood flow, I believe, and she had surgery the next day, and again on Sunday. She's a tough cookie, but she told my mom last night that if she had known what this would be like, and the pain level, etc., she wouldn't have done it. (Presumably she meant she'd have opted for implants.)  Second, my co-worker lost one of her two elderly cats on Monday, Family Day. He had not been overtly sick, was always the robust one, but Sunday he stopped eating, had difficulties and on Monday, when they took him to the emerg vet, it turned out he was in acute renal failure, and I think had other health issues. So they had to let him go. Poor Rocky.  This is the pic she sent me, when she emailed to...