Abandoned by Sleep…

For reasons known only to Morpheus himself last night sleep never came to call. I waited and I waited by still it never came.

There I was laying in bed, in the dark, the house as silent as a crypt when it occurred to me that I wasn’t alone. From across the other side of the room were the unmistakable noises made by a cat padding its way across the top of the chest of drawers, bumping into the modem, jewellery box and other things that were on there. I had heard it earlier and just dismissed it as one of those noises that the house makes while it is settling down of an evening. So switching on all of my senses I began to pay notice to what was happening in the room.

If you have never experienced contact with spirit what I am about to describe will probably sound ridiculous, far fetched, perhaps like something out of the movies, but I assure you its very real.

Spirit is in essence energy, part of the energy web that links all living things everywhere together. As I asked aloud for a tangible sign that I was not alone I began to observe the green ethereal mist that I have learned to associate with spirit energy, its not always green by the way but it was last night. I acknowledged the energy and ask for clarification as to who was in visitation with me, and there within the swirling mist appeared two incredibly bright green lights, the only association that I could make was with cats eyes, and as soon as the link was made, the sound of items on the chest of drawers being disturbed reoccurred, reinforcing the image of the cat.

It must be almost two years now since we lost the cats, one to a fight with a fox – he was a real ruffian that one, but he had the softest fur, and one, well she was his mother and she just wasn’t the same after he’d gone. At first I wasn’t sure which one had returned, but once I felt the weight of a small furry body climb onto my chest,  and felt the padding of the paws as she got comfortable I knew it was her, then just as I was about to say her name, the softest and most recognisable purr was heard.

I many not have slept, but I was certainly not lonely.