Contemplation of the cat
I listened to this meditation and was fascinated by the cat beside my feet. His languorous body draped just so, though I knew he was aware as the tail drummed it’s beat upon my foot. How can he be so relaxed yet alert, a quivering stance if started, ears swivel to each noise but complain so, a mutinous growl reverberates through his diaphragm, if I should dare move a toe. This petite leopard, lion of the house, surveying his domain with such ferocity should we dare offend, turn into a purring kitten when affection he demands. I contemplate this cat and wonder, does humanity really think they rule the world, I would argue the felines would disagree.