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Resonate

There is a time to whisper, and a time to holler.

A time for the minuet, and a time for a hootenanny.

A time to be discreet, and a time to Echo.

HA HA HA! I made a funny. When you are a cat, there is never a time to be a discreet.

You must not be discreet when today — HELLO! — is a day, and you — YES REALLY! — are a living being, and everything — EVERY! THING! ALL OF THEM! — could have turned out differently.

You must bite the fondant flower on every cake.

You must drown despair in a hoedown of happy.

You must Echo across the realms.

Your face may be the first thing that resonates, but you don’t mind. You have the opportunity to resonate and educate.

People will see your unconventional eyes and start to feel bad for you. People do silly things like that. They will assume — bipeds are exhausting assumers — that you are suffering.

You have the daily opportunity to stop people in the tracks of their tears. You’re a Picasso, a masterpiece. You were bitten by a beast, but you — FOUR! POUNDS! OF! GLORY! — out-beasted the beast by surviving. Who’s the beast now?

You are loud laughter in the littlest package, the giggle that life can’t stifle. You survived your injuries, and you are alive to your own wholeness. One moment of “oh no” has no claim on the “HECKIN’ YES!” that is your yell, your yodel, your Echo across the eons.

Sometimes you bite people, but that’s just because they’re sweet as the rose on the corner of the cake, and this life is too improbable not to taste, just to make sure it’s all still there. You are learning. You are teaching. You are resonating.

You are the perfect face for a thousand ships, but you’re content to be the face of Tabby’s Place. You love sound and color, but your senses can’t make sense of the difference between “perfect” and “imperfect.” These concepts are tasteless. But people are silly like that.

Fortunately, you are here for them. You attended Firestar‘s TED Talk: A Funny Face Can Save The World, and now you’re teaching people how to live.

You teach the lumpy ones that they are lush. You teach the grumpy ones that they are groovy. You teach the off-key how to rappel down the keyboard. You teach the dippy Development Director that she may have the body type of those wind-sock people at car dealerships, but even she can echo with excellence.

Your eyes are wider than most, because your sky has no borders. You are the horizon and the hootenanny and the HECKIN’ YES! You are begging every living being to exult in being a being.

This is no time to be discreet.

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