You never know what will touch a reader’s heart. When I sit down to write a post my first thought is to entertain. If that doesn’t bring anything to mind, then my second thought is to write something useful. Failing that, I might just post a photo of my beloved cat. The point is: ideas just fly through the air and I grab them before they can get away. That’s about as scientific as I can get to answer the question of where I get my post ideas.
Almost a match to my previous cat, Nubie.
It makes me feel good when I hear a post I wrote moved a person in some way. It could be that I made them laugh, or they got the feeling I was speaking directly to them. Either way, it is satisfying that my writing can make a person feel SOMETHING. It tells me that I must be doing something right…at least I’m grabbing some great ideas!
I heard from a reader this week who was happy to have run into my post about how to get over cat grief, a post that ran in June. When I re-read it, something profound jumped out at me:
“The loss doesn’t have to diminish you. It can actually bring you a wider perspective on life and love.”
Yes, I wrote those words. I don’t know which wise soul whispered them into my ear as I typed, but there you have it. Then, suddenly, I found myself writing THIS post…another idea flying by that I nabbed before it could get away.
The quote above of me quoting myself: It was an epiphany.
I think it is a comforting thought if you are afraid of the emotions that will come up for you when your beloved furry friend crosses the bridge. When I lost my Nubie, I swear my soul grew exponentially, and what it was doing was making room for more love: more love to come in, and more love to go out. Thus, a wider perspective.
Yes, the first day Nubie died was HORRIBLE for me, but each day after that my grief eased up a bit. It was almost like Nubie was telling me, “It’s okay, now. You can go on without me. Just remember that I love you, too.”
The next big spiritual leap came when I found my cat, Sophie. Some days, I swear Nubie picked her out for me and she was just waiting for me to come pick her up. I had instant recognition when I laid eyes on her for the first time that she was the cat for me.
And so I grew.
I now had more space in my heart to love another critter that needed a home. Nubie was done with his mission on this Earth and moved on so another cat could be loved and have a forever home with me.
It all makes perfect sense…at least to me, and Sophie, and Nubie. We’re all connected and always will be. The loss did not diminish me. It gave me a wider perspective on life and love. It also taught me, again, that animals are among our biggest spiritual teachers.
Now, go grab some ideas that are flying around in the air over your head and write YOUR next blog post! You’ll be glad you did. Or leave me a comment and tell me what emotions this post made you feel.