It was the 25th of December, the thing is I wasn’t keeping track of linear time at that time, for I was experimenting with the natural Law of Time, and for that, Spiral Time was my playground.
And after so many “Times”, goes the story..
While working on my Christ body, as I would refer to at the time, and after a 6 hour meditation, I go take a shower, and when I get out, I find a white in my corridor with the cutest gaze ever.
Startled, I take a step back in astonishment, yet the peaceful gaze in his eyes was left unchanged..
I had a friend staying over at the time, and so I ask, “Did you leave the garden door open?”
No, she replied, and I go “Okayyy...”
“Well, hello visitor, I don’t have any food in the house, here’s some milk, till I go get you some.. :)”
I was living the life of a monk at the time, at a point in my life where I had felt I played a lot of different roles, put on so many different suits, and it was time for change; releasing the baggage of a formal life, I prayed to be guided to the path where service to self is service to other, and caterpillar-me turned into a metropolitan monk, living on donations from visitors coming for Satsangs, meditations, and healings.
I left my seclusion on the outskirts of Cairo, where a handful of people lived, and went to the nearest supermarket. I strolled to the pet food corner, wondering which kind of food should I buy for this little uninvited stranger with unmistakable presence, who arrived so unexpectedly.
My eyes wander over the bags of food, as the image of a brown cat with emerald green eyes catches my attention; I draw closely, and all of a sudden I saw the bag start moving!
“What the.. “, I exclaim, as I try to figure out what was happening. I find a real cat, identical to the one on the bag, nibbling on the food in the bag from behind.
“Am I tripping?!” I ask myself astoundingly, as I reach for my phone to capture a video of the moment, and playing it back to be sure this is really happening.
“Bon appetite little one, and thanks for the recommendation!” I pay and head back home.
I go back to a friend who’s having an amazing time with her new acquaintance , saying we should keep him, and with perplexity, I respond, “Probably it belongs to one of my neighbors, and besides, my house isn’t equipped to host a pet anyways, with all the crystal grids, and nitty details I use for my healing practice.”
“It’s very cold outside, you’re not gonna send him away now, are you?”
“No..” I respond reluctantly, as I head to the bedroom hoping I don’t wake up to a disaster in the morning.
Morning comes, and with it came the relief that all was good with the fury little feline, and the crystal grids.
I head to the bathroom, and there I find p*e in the tub.
“Hmmm..” sighs the creature of habit in me, as I holler asking my friend, who had just woken up, “Honey, did you go to the bathroom at night while we were sleeping and left the door open? There’s p*e in the tub and I’m dead sure I closed the bathroom door before I went to sleep.”
In response to her negation, I look curiously towards the little one saying, “Okay buddy, guess I’ll start calling you Casper from now on! Now let’s try to find your owners!”
I call customer service asking if any of the compound residents reported a missing cat, and left my details, yet never got a call.
To be continued…
