I've been driving around with nine kittens in my back seat. (Does that make me a cat lady?)
Maybe. Or as I choose to see it, I let my heart lead the way this month and I’ve arrived in an unforeseen, surprisingly wonderful spot . . where life feels soft. Time has slowed down. Priorities have shifted. My heart feels full. I naturally hang in the present for lovely long periods of time.
What a gift when our hearts are opened!
As I anticipate the day our last foster kitten finds a home, I’ve been asking, “How can I keep my heart front and center?”
Spending time with an animal or a baby is an easy invitation into an open-hearted place. We know being in nature provides a beautiful shift out of our heads. But day to day, I’ve decided the answer might be to operate consciously out of a place of compassion. Slowing down is the first step.
I want to look for and honor the small acts of compassion I see.
Hear and then soften the sharpness of my tongue.
Apologize quickly when I know I should.
Listen to my heart’s tugs and then act on them, even if it's unexpected or feels uncomfortable . . . to give money; to read on; to let the person on the corner tell me about their cause; to feel tears; to help one person in a big way, to make a stand . . . even in a small way.
Look more people in the eye, with a smile.
Remember that every difficult or ugly personality we encounter started as a kitten.
ps. Kittens are beautiful reminders of the purity and fragility of each of us at our core. If you’d like to have one of these furry reminders, they still are looking for a home.