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Blog of the Grateful Bear

ramblings of a freelance panentheist {"all things are in God, and God is in all things"} . . . musings on Emergent spirituality, powerlifting, LGBTQueer issues, contemplative prayer, mysticism, cats, music, healing, and more. I like my coffee and my existentialism dark-roasted.

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I'm an LPC (Licensed Professional Counselor), in private practice in Marietta, Georgia. I'm an Episcopagan who is involved in the Emergent Christian conversation. My writings on queer spirituality have been published in Whosoever and several other magazines. I live in a house-in-the-woods (Bear's Hermitage) in Marietta with Leonidas (Lenny) and Guy, Mighty Warrior Cats, and way too many books.


Saturday, February 04, 2006

Adventures with Supercat

The other night I was wakened by the sound of someone rustling around in my bedroom closet. I got up and opened the closet door and found that Kato the mystical cat had gotten stuck in the bottom of my laundry hamper, which is quite tall and was almost empty. He was scrabbling with his claws against the plastic sides of the hamper. I started to reach in and get him when suddenly he decided to use his back legs instead of his front legs – and in a single bound he leaped out of the hamper like Superman, rising in a gravity-defying arc and almost crashing into my chest. I’ve seen him do the Supercat leap twice before, once when catching a butterfly and once when catching a moth. And, of course, he is able to leap to the top of the refrigerator with a single bound.

Kato frequently wakes me up in the middle of the night with his antics. It’s hard to get mad at him, though, because he still does Reiki healing when I experience pain from Guillain-Barre Syndrome (as I wrote about back in 2003, in the article Ministers in Fur). I woke up early one morning last week with a dull achy pain in one of my lower legs. When he saw I was awake, Kato came over and laid down on the leg exactly where it was hurting. I went back to sleep and when I woke up he was still on my leg, purring rhythmically, and the pain was completely gone.

3 Comments:

Blogger Jen said...

Wow! That is amazing! What a wise and wonderous cat you have!!

1:20 PM, February 06, 2006  
Blogger Jeff Pioquinto,SJ said...

nice blog. thanks and God bless

4:57 PM, February 06, 2006  
Anonymous merrimackhdt@yahoo.com said...

Hi Darrell,
I discovered your site just over a year ago, while spending the Christmas holiday in gloomy Nelson, B.C. with my parnter's family. I was NOT in a good state at the time, and though I'm not sure things are much better now, I've been coming back to your site, and more recently the blog, ever since for insight and comfort, in the process discovering the Whosoever Magazine site and Yahoo Group, the Lectio Divina Group, And The Agnostic Christian Blog, and most recently Anam Turas.
The Kato material particularly fascinates me. I'm reminded, in some of the poems, of the "Jeoffry" section of Chritopher Smart's "Jubilate Agno."
And I'm sure you must know Peter S. Beagle's most recent little novella "A Dance for Emilia" (now there's a cunnundrum about reincarnation and cats, for you!)
The "Ministers in Fur" essay is somethiing I keep coming back to, to read again and again (so I may be screwing up your site counter, if you have one.) It made me think of the so-moving, but almost off-hand comments that Matthew Fox makes about his dog near the end of "Confessions" where he talks of Tristan as his primary spirit-guide for 17 years (p.156, in the Harper paperback edition.)
Once again, thanks,
and deep peace of falling snow,
(for indeed, it is snowing here in Edmonton, for almost the first time since Christmas!)
Paulie

12:33 PM, February 14, 2006  

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