Mystically Quiet, Sphinx-like and Silent

Amy Torres
Aug 23, 2017 · 2 min read
My darling Gatita, 2011

The house is oddly silent with Gatita not in it. It’s not like she makes a lot of noise when she’s here. She can be mystically quiet, sphinx-like and silent curled under a blanket for five or six hours in the other room. But she’s here and I feel her here when she’s here.

This isn’t bad. Just even quieter than usual. I like it. I don’t have to miss her because she’s coming back.* I can just be here, very quietly, and enjoy the silence. It’s so peaceful with this white-grey chill hanging in the air, this mid-April day looking at me through the windows, giving me permission to do nothing but write and sleep.

I can be the cat today and nap peacefully, absolutely untroubled, moving from one perfect sleep spot to the next, blissfully curling up and snuggling in, resting in God, being breathed by the purple-gold Eye, leaving the body behind.

*Gatita was at my mother’s house because I had been traveling and had not yet picked her up.

P.S. Gatita’s mahasamadhi took place three years later, in 2014. You can read about it here. Scroll down if you’d like to …

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