Intake
Intakes are good: Cats. Breath. One another’s faces and voices and real, physical presences and essences. But in times like these, intakes can take us by surprise and take command of our trembling hearts.
Intakes are good: Cats. Breath. One another’s faces and voices and real, physical presences and essences. But in times like these, intakes can take us by surprise and take command of our trembling hearts.
C.S. Lewis once compared cats to Pharisees, which is essentially saying what we know to be true. So, when Lewis said, “You Can Never Get A Cup of Tea Large Enough or A Book Long Enough to Suit Me,” it’s clear he was talking about feline paralysis.
There are things worth being afraid of: pestilence, vegan cheese, the awakening of the 17-year horde of cicadas, people who think it’s a good idea to eat aforementioned cicadas, Christopher Walken. There are other things not worthy of our fears: change, aging, our own littleness, mystery.
Editor’s note: When the news about Walter crashed like a wave of tears, I was without words and without the strength to do true justice to one of the truest souls we’ve ever known. Miraculously, words arrived courtesy of one of my favorite living writers, Kitty Le Fey. No one could have said it all […]
As recently discussed, not everything is yours to keep. However, there are things no one can take from you.
This just in: spending more time in a CVS than I’ve spent cumulatively over the past 15,000 years (2 hours waiting in line with my mom for her 2nd vaccine) was revivifying. Wait. What!? Yes! Truth!
There are things that are not for you. For instance, the presidency of the Pine Bush High School Ski Club was not for me, despite the fact that I was duly elected, despite being a freshman, despite never having skied in my life, no not even once. For another instance, Claire.
Forget fog. Spring “comes in on little cat feet” (thanks anyway, Carl Sandburg). Yet, even as it does, winter blows its harsh last gasps, roaring its frustration as it is forced to abdicate in favor of its gentler relative.
As I write this post, there is a ship the size of the Empire State Building clogging up the Suez Canal. As I write this post, there is a cat the size of that ship clogging up our ability to function at Tabby’s Place. By the time you read this post, one of those issues […]