Life sure has it's ways... I hold on tight and try to make something right. Whenever the pain or loss is too great, I transform it into an artpiece. That way, the experience is transformed into an expression of Love.
I recently and accidentally killed my beloved cat (friend) Pamplemousse when I was backing out of the driveway to go surf... In my 31 years of life she's been my favourite... I think that in whichever astral phase we head into next, that she will be there too. Sweet, Jolly and playful as she always was. I feel guilt and sadness, yet it was meant this way, she left on 1-8-18, which is a supreme numerological date.
Till then I will be shedding bloody tears, for that is the sacrifice we pay as mortals... Maybe if we learn to live a life without regrets we will attain the divinity within our grasp...
Either way, Pamplemousse... Je t'aime! Xx
