Wez Prestage wrote:... - . Ahh so the cat died of old age. Well thats not too sad! He looked so happy and had an amazing life! Thanks!
As I saw it from the pictures here (I follow boots and ants for years now) these cats have / had an amazing life indeed. Life for an outdoor cat is different from that of a house-cat. First I thought: those cats aren't old, I still remember they were kittens, only a few years ago. But I understand I can not compare the life of these cats with that of the indoor-cats I know.
"Also, just as you want men to do to you, do the same way to them" (Luke 6:31)
POST 477 (DAY 487, Thursday, 2021.12.09)
….. grateful for candor.. I used to think safety was perpetually hiding things that I felt shame around.. then I began a vulnerability journey, and soon realized I wanted freedom more than safety.. I slowly came to understand that shame comes with shackles that bind tighter when hidden.. once exposed they have less power.. often, the people around who embraced me after hearing me say “I’m ashamed of this…”, openly shared their struggles, and we laughed.. and felt a bit more free.. together.. unfortunately humans have shame they’re carrying, and sometimes unknowingly, weighed down, burdened.. it takes work to release those bonds and step toward one’s freedom, because the courage to do so requires vulnerability.. it’s the key, which is at our disposal, wherever we may choose to engage in our own liberation.. I grew up in church, then explored living “as the world” does during my twenties.. looking back in my thirties, I see the Bible has so many profound principles.. it really is the basic instructions book, to me.. the phrase that I think of is that “his yoke is light..”..
….. grateful for my journey of ups and downs.. I’ve been set free by someone who brought their light during a time when I was willing to let go of my own paradigm, and adopt their way of thinking for a little while.. “we cannot find the solution with the same brain that brought us to the problem..”
….. grateful for awareness.. the first step for me wasn’t admitting I had a problem.. it was becoming aware—of how carrying all my shame was not serving me and how exhausting it can be.. awareness was the light that this stranger brought to my life, whom I now call my friend..
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