Cats – A spiritual journey

Cats – A spiritual journey

Recently, I saw a question floating around in my Facebook News Feeds asking a question “Do cats have souls?” I answered “Yes” and that I had profound spiritual experiences with my beloved cats. Today’s topic is based on those spiritual experiences and to further affirm that cats do have souls.

My oldest daughter wanted a cat, so I began the quest of searching for one. I found myself referring to local free newsprint which was designed for public individual trade of a variety of things. There I found an add “Free Kittens”. Perfect, I called the number and spoke to a woman who rescued cats from the city pound, I told her about my daughters desire and she said she had the perfect cat for me. As faith would have it this cat was meant for us.

She was a 3 month old tabby cat, we named her “Skittles”. I met up with this woman at a nearby convenience store. She was in a truck with the window rolled down and as soon I got out my car Skittles ran to the truck window and jumped out and unto my shoulders. It was love at first sight, the cat was suppose to be for Rachel my daughter but ended up intended for me.

Skittles loved to own me by walking across my shoulders, our likeness for each other grew strong. She seemed to communicate with me by a series of body movement and always would wake me at 5:00AM by sitting at the head of my pillow next to my head and purring as loud as she could. She would follow me to the restroom in the morning and sit on my lap and give me her morning lovin’s. She was a beautiful creature.

However my time spent sharing love with this kindred soul was numbered. Tragedy struck, my life was in upheaval as change always brings. My home flooded from a busted pipe and everything went crazy for about 3 weeks. Contractors everywhere, destruct and construct. I lost track of Skittles, as she liked to roam the neighborhood but I kept food for her outside. I continued to search for her in the coming days but she never turned up. I began to realize something was wrong, tears came as I prayed she would come home. As I prayed I felt the “Rauch” pass through me as if total acknowledgement, awareness and favor were bestowed upon me in that one instant.

Shortly afterwards, about a weeks time, I found her. She had been injured and she could not walk properly. My friend was in pain, I spent a short time observing her in my home. I looked deep in her eyes as her pupils enlarged, she began a short fast pant and her pain was confirmed. I took her to the vet right away. Yes, she had a broken hip, a broken tail and intestinal damage. Acute peritonitis set in, the veterinarian performed surgery and I visited her everyday for three days. On the third day everything turned for the worst, I had to bring her to emergency services. As I was driving her to the emergency clinic I told her to “fight” and hold on I was getting her help.

There in the emergency clinic I was told she may not survive. I had a choice to put her through more surgeries but was given a 30% chance of survival. A merciful decision had to be made, I could not have her euthanized as part of my conscious state at that age, I was hoping for Divine intervention. I asked the veterinarian to keep her comfortable and free from pain.

I went to bed that night very distraught, love was being torn away. I cried myself to sleep. I was woken up at 5:00Am to the sound of by purring “Skittles” but she was not there. I got up and called the emergency clinic and I was told by the veterinarian she was still in the same condition and that they were continuing to keep her comfortable. I found myself crying again.

I lied back in bed and I began a journey, I was in a dark cave, boulders on the floor around me and to my left I saw 6 silhouettes of my forefathers. My German grandfather, grandmother and Aunt were there. My Father, my Uncle and my brother also. I saw myself standing there with “Skittles” in my arms. I told her that it was okay if she could not hold on anymore. I kissed her gently on her forehead and as I was placing her unto the floor of this cave told her I would she her again soon. (I analyzed this statement later because I was uncertain what “soon” meant. Did it mean I was going to die and be with her and how did I know?)

Then from the right corner I saw another cat. Looked much like her so it must have been her mother or a sister or brother. They dashed off together, navigating behind the boulders on the floor bed of this cave as if they were being cautious to avoid something dark. Off in the distance I saw an opening of the cave where I saw a brilliant light beam through and the opening and appeared to be in motion as the light pierced it (Pulsating in a manner of speaking).

I pulled out of this state, got out of bed and called the veterinarian again. This time, the veterinarian got on the phone and said “Mrs. Beal, Skittles just passed away.” I again pouring tears like a river, we finished our conversation and I made arrangement to pick her body up.

After my conversation, I lied back down to find myself back into this state or connection with Skittles. As if I saw through her eyes, she was in a warm place, a field of flowers and growing tall greenery. We felt like we were looking upwards, seeing a dove flying in an ascension manner. I could feel the tickle of the thought of the dove in Skittles whiskers. I knew she made it across, my friend that I journeyed to Heaven with.

So, as you now understand cats souls and journeys crossing into Heaven’s door are comparable to our own and are consistent with the merciful and loving GOD. He loves all of his creation, all of it!