Christmas

here in our complex is marked by a scattering of poinsettias here and there, in this case the lovely neighbor by the backyard where the cat boys like to hang out has several of them.

I was wandering about with the cat boys in that area looking for things, wondering too if I should force my thoughts into one box or let them spill out.  The air was the right kind of cool that was warmed to the right temperature, both for cats and humans.  How that is not considered to be the greatest gift of all is incomprehensible to us!  The fact is that I have always thought of that right air quality (temperature, purity, color) to be the greatest attribute of a location, sort of like when the early morning ocean mist burns off to the warming rays of sun and the evaporation of the mist brings in the air with the perfect level of humidity, temperature, and clarity.  Sun pours in bountifully and we take our fill.

Cat boys become intoxicated in this sort of weather as the light dances among the leaves.

I found the cat boys kissing...1

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Cat boy reflections passage for Christmas was this:

And whensoever thou dost gaze upon creation all entire, and dost observe the very atoms thereof, thou wilt note that the rays of the Sun of Truth are shed upon all things and shining within them, and telling of that Day-Star's splendours, Its mysteries, and the spreading of Its lights.
Look thou upon the trees, upon the blossoms and fruits, even upon the stones. Here too wilt thou behold the Sun’s rays shed upon them, clearly visible within them, and manifested by them.

Shouldst thou, however, turn thy gaze unto a Mirror, brilliant, stainless, and pure, wherein the divine Beauty is reflected, therein wilt thou find the Sun shining with Its rays, Its heat, Its disc, Its fair form all entire.  For each separate entity possesseth its allotted portion of the solar light and telleth of the Sun, but that Universal Reality in all Its splendour, that stainless Mirror Whose qualities are appropriate to the qualities of the Sun revealed within It - expresseth in their entirety the attributes of the Source of Glory. And that Universal Reality is Man, the divine Being, the Essence that abideth forever. 'Say, Call upon God, or call upon the All-Merciful; whichsoever ye call upon, most beauteous are His Names.' 

Cat boys wanted to make sure that you got their kisses and Christmas wishes just in case they did not have a chance to present themselves to you once more during this month.

Here's Augustus

The Sweet Pants, 

and Ollie,

The Puffy Pants!

They wish you sun's rays, light, love and supreme felicity.

Ciao everyone!

spellbound...

The world outside of our modest mansion is preoccupied with preparations for Christmas.  Here at home there are signs of Christmas here and there but not today, not at this moment.

When I walked out the door searching for the cat dudes a few afternoons ago I noticed a bird seated on a branch in the most relaxed manner.

I was familiar with this...there are moments each day when the noise of the outside world just disappears.  Perhaps the magnetic fields are shifting, could it be that the earth's rotation slows down and back to normal again... but I recognize those moments and expect to find some cats around.  I don't expect to just find any cat around except those who are in tune with the vibrations of molecules in the air and the movement of waves in the earth.  The ones who examine the angle of sun's rays and sniff its temperature to see if it is just right.  Well, it was one of those moments.

I did not have to look far before I saw the stretched out arms of Mr Puffy Pants, his eyes focused

on this squirrel who knew well that he did not have to worry about a single thing at that instant in time.

And not far away was this precious dude, Mr Sweet Pants trying to memorize a prayer that he had been practicing!!!

I heard him say:

"O Lord of the Kingdom!

Though our bodies be gathered here together, yet our spellbound hearts are carried away by Thy love, and yet we are transported by the rays of Thy resplendent face.

Weak though we be we await the revelations of Thy might and power. Poor though we be, with neither good nor means, still take we riches from the treasures of Thy Kingdom. 

Drops though we be, still do we draw from Thy ocean deeps.  Motes though we be, still do we gleam in the glory of Thy splendid Sun." 

(Bahai Prayer)

Three or four years ago I would have been astonished at this but not today and not at that moment.  I also knew that the moment would not last very long.  Within seconds of my appearance the orange dude with short attention span woke up

and wanted to play.

Cat boys sent you pawfuls of kisses.  Relax, they said and enjoy the bounties of the season.

Ciao everyone!

Hmmm??!!!

I became slightly concerned when I saw this scene

followed by this scene

until I remembered this

“I never worry about action, but only about inaction” _Churchill

and then I decided that they had cat things to take care of and that I should let it be.

I sometimes find that I try to control the contents of every minute and every day.  I expect the cat boys to tell me everything or to at least to type a message.  It cannot be done.

Cat boys did send cat kisses unasked.

Ciao everyone!