For most of my life, I did not like cats.
For me, they were unloving, selfish, self-serving, and cruel animals. According to Carl Gustav Jung’s “The Book of Symbols” book, in a Buddhist tale, a rat was sent to bring back medicine for the dying Buddha. The rodent was never able to complete its mission because the cat kills and eats it along the way. Earlier, when I heard a “Cat” word, I was thinking “no way!”. But times have changed (like we all). Today, I am a happy owner of the milky-ginger cat, named Azorek.
I am genuinely delighted that I can observe the behavior of this small creature.
I often see two personalities in this cat. They usually appear simultaneously. I see both: the tamed little kitty and the wild tiger. These two creatures dwell within my pet in strange accord. I have a feeling that cats bring their whole wild, inner worlds to our homes. In cats’ endlessly inventive minds, primordial jungles appear invisibly in our living rooms. Moreover, the simple, fluffy mouse-toy can change into a true hunting-victim. Cats are curious about their day-to-day environment, even if they live in the same place for months or years.
For me, it is something profoundly inspiring.
I am not sure if people can take inspiration daily from their surroundings in such a powerful way as cats do. What I know is that we should try to do that. To continually seeking beauty and unusual things, in our daily routine. To be curious like a cat, who will not leave any stone unturned. Even, we should also be a little bit crazy as a cat.
For example, one of the best art masterpieces describing a cat is the poem named “Forest” of the Polish poet, Zbigniew Herbert:
A path runs barefoot through the forest.
In the forest, there are a lot of trees, a cuckoo, Hansel and Gretel, and other small animals.
When it gets dark, the owl locks the forest with a big key, because if a cat got in there, then there would be some damage done”.
That’s enough for today. I am going back to pet Azorek and to listen to The Sugarcubes’ song “Cat.”
