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Cat in my arms



I came across the following page from Hugh Prather’s Notes to Myself on a blogger friend’s Facebook wall.


I had not heard of Hugh Prather until now. I liked the wisdom exuded by the page, however. I wondered whether I have reached that stage of holding my cat in my arms so it can sleep. My cat does love to sleep in my arms. I can also enjoy just lying on the rug picking up lint balls. I do it sometimes, in fact: just lie there, if not pick up lint balls since there are no lint balls to pick.
 
Comfortable with each other
Is it just lethargy? I used to wonder. The wondering metamorphosed into self-probing and eventually I realised that I could just sit watching the colours of a croton feeling absolutely relaxed.
 
A croton in my little garden
You reach a stage in life when nothing matters more than the peace you enjoy with yourself. There are no demands for anything. You are happy with whatever is. Things do go wrong at times but you know how to absorb that. And you know how to take your cat in your arms and let it sleep there with a purr of contentment.


On the rug

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  1. Bookish delight and joyJanuary 9, 2019 at 11:08 AM

    Well said .

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  2. Kokila guptaJanuary 9, 2019 at 2:05 PM

    I was born with this contentment. Just that My mom preferred to call it laziness!
    🙄

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 9, 2019 at 4:12 PM

      Ha ha. All children may belong to that category. Perhaps wisdom lies in regaining that childlikeness .

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    2. Kokila guptaJanuary 11, 2019 at 11:27 PM

      I agree.The toughest is to be the simplest. :)

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  3. Abhijit RayJanuary 10, 2019 at 10:28 AM

    I think it is perfectly fine to pick lint balls from rug or sleeping with a cat on your arms. It is a cute picture by the way. Who is to judge what is good and what is bad? I read a story in my school days. In a remote corner in Purnia District of Bihar, all day read Ram Charit Manas and looked at the sky. By modern standard he may be called lazy. But was he? Who can tell.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2019 at 3:15 PM

      As long as we don't harm others we should be left to ourselves. Villagers and Catholics generally don't follow such principles and i live with both yet enjoy the independent solitude. I'm happy.

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  4. Anita SabatJanuary 10, 2019 at 1:03 PM

    Agree with you.
    Life is about living - taking care of the piece of mind & peace of mind.
    Not many are aware.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJanuary 10, 2019 at 3:16 PM

      People follow the majority and the majority tend to be greedy, selfish, etc.

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  5. Neeraj KumarJanuary 10, 2019 at 3:57 PM

    I can vicariously feel the contentment of the cat(in the pic) stretching on the rug. Nice read.

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