Faith seeking understanding, my personal journey towards a deeper knowledge of and intimacy with God, the cosmos, humanity and myself through thoughts, words and (occasionally) images, is a series of [hopefully] daily reflections I’m writing with the purpose of publishing something on a regular basis for others to read, either here, at or among my writings at

These are not my cats. My cats would want you to know that they are wiser than these cats. And prettier. Photo by Raul Varzar on Unsplash.

There is a cat sitting on my back. Yes, I am typing this while laying in bed and there is a cat on my back. I’d like to think that he thinks he is helping, but I doubt that he is worried about helping me type.

There is another cat who has just thrown himself against me. They are both purring, now, providing a strange soundtrack by which I am trying to type. I would like to think that this cat thinks he is helping, but I am pretty certain that this cat is not concerned with my wellbeing. Or my writing.

Well, maybe I am being too cynical about the cat’s not being concerned with my well-being. Perhaps the cat is actually a Bodhisattva, maybe both of them are, sent to teach me some lesson about compassion and mindfulness.

Perhaps they are trying to teach me, right now, to enjoy being in the moment, to take as much pleasure in the warmth of this bed and the togetherness we are all sharing. This precious togetherness which certainly will not last forever, and therefore, invites me to savor it while I can.

Maybe the cat is inviting me to be radically present in the now. To breathe in their sacred presence and revel in the sensual pleasure of their joyful beings.

But now the cat has left me to go sit on the other human being in the bed.

Fickle cat!

What a mean way to teach me about impermanence!

Nevertheless, from his new perch he purrs and enjoys his life.

How can I begrudge him the pleasure of not one warm, caring human but two?

I really cannot.

Therefore, I salute the Buddha in the cat. Or perhaps the cat’s Buddha nature.

Knowing full well that the cat cares for none of this—and might be annoyed that I have used him for my own ends, to write this piece when I couldn’t think of anything else to write.

To which I say, “Aha, cat! You thought you were using me, but instead I am using you!”

Or is the joke the other way around?

Thank you for your time and attention.
I’d love to know your thoughts on what you’ve read.
Please comment, below, or email me at
May God richly bless you on your journey.

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