Having a Pet As a Spiritual Practice

Last night I was grateful to sleep for a full night, deeply. The night before? Not so much.

Our kitty, Lucy, had discovered a mouse during the day. Z called me to warn me that the cat had a mouse. She was on her way out of town and wanted me to know what I was coming home to. It made coming home very . . . well . . . different.

Aware that my thoughts help to create my reality, I came home scared. Yes, I was cognizant of the fact that if it came down to a battle between me and a mouse, I would surely win. But my mind did not feel calmed sufficiently by this. Honestly. I was freaked out!

I kept recalling the night years before...read more »