Bye Bye Meow~
A season of change is upon the cats
Excuse and pardon the cats that they spent the Caturday making some private mews that they are now ready to share with you. Nya learned that her hooman is moving houses, which means Nya’s Head Quarters is being uprooted and moved to a different location against her purrmission.
Lots of debates were had, lots of negotiations. Hooman received lots of chimken food offers to stay but sadly had to no to the cats.
They are not pleased. Nya has had to say lots of bye-bye meows lately, this is one more to add to the list.
Come say bye-bye meow along with Nya to her tiny little spot on the table next to the window.
And now for some hooman attempts at sharing mews. Nya has been hard at work teaching her hooman cat skills.
BRB, I am pruning
The cats would like to imagine that I slowly turn into a prune and become a nom nom nom. But no, sadly I do not have such a delicious fate on my cards (as of right now, but hey, never say never?!). Maybe one day I will get the honour of turning into a potato. A potato something. Maybe a jacket potato, maybe a golden fry. The future is bright.
Okay, but the type of pruning I am trying to practice these days is figuring what parts of my life, what branches, need to be cut/cleaned/taken out.
Plant peeps tell me that when plants grow, drying or dead leaves and/or branches take nutrition away from healthier parts of the plant that could benefit from that little excess to continue their growth.
Another analogy I was presented is that of pruning bonsai to shape the tree. It’s a way to intentional shape the direction of me and my life. As much as life feels like we have no control over it, we can shape the path we take with intention.
With the house moving upon me, it occured to me that I have been “on the move” since 2007. The year I left home, in what felt like a monumental decision because I was merely 15 years old. Even though I wished it wasn’t true, even though I couldn’t vocalize it or acknowledge it, my sinking heart knew that was when I would “move out” due to circumstances.
And so, somehow, my home has been the box of things that has accompanied me since then, from one hostel to another, from one room to another, and from one house to another.
Maybe it’s time for things to change. Maybe I didn’t have to carry around my history with me. Maybe it’s okay to put those bags down now. And look inside to see what I need to carry on forward with me. Maybe it’s okay to let go of what has gone by.
It took me a long time to make sense of it, but my sense of identity was tied to everything I carried. My story, my name, my emotional and physical baggage.
But those are not me. The purrson behind all of this is much more than any of this. So it finally feels safe enough to let go.
I’ve never tried pruning before, but I’m convinced this is the process that my life needs right now. I’ve been navigating it messily and wonderfully, allowing it all to unfold at its own pace. It’s overwhelming to confront so much of the past put away into boxes and cupboards, it’s sobering and empowering to see how far I’ve come, it’s exciting to meowmagine where I will go next with the cats, and what life brings to us in this new season.
Join us in setting some intentions as we prune.
1. What are the essential aspects of your life that you want to carry forward?
2. Are there physical possessions that no longer serve you or bring you joy that you're ready to let go of?
3. How can you declutter your current space to create a sense of clarity and simplicity?
4. Are there any relationships or connections that you'd like to deepen or reevaluate as you transition to a new phase in your life?
5. How can you create a harmonious and inspiring atmosphere around you that aligns with your life values?
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