Mojo the Magic Cat

The cat pictured on the right is one of my babies Mojo. He's been in my life for just under two years and from the moment I met him he has been a teacher to me. I was first introduced to him in a dream when a small kitten appeared with a nametag in his mouth, Mojo. A friend alerted me to some kittens just six months after losing my beloved Eddy. I wasn't ready for another cat but as soon as I saw little Mojo's face I remembered the dream and quickly made arrangements to adopt him.

What an amazing little cat he is. I live in a long hallway of an apartment and I would be in one end there was Mojo, I walked along a long hallway and there would be Mojo to greet me at the other end without brushing past my legs. Was he popping around inter-dimensionally. I couldn't figure it out. How was he doing that? It became our game as he would do it time and time again. I kept feeling something very mysterious was happening but could not explain it.

One night I was meditating. The cats often come into the room and meditate with me. I believe they love the energy. I have a drawing table right across from where I meditate. As I opened my eyes to come out of my meditation I watched in amazement as a shadowy shape across from me, seated on the table slowly materialized in the form of Mojo, my cat.

So I had my answer, cats are magical, the wierd thing is I feel Mojo is only doing ahead of time (and so easily it seems as if to say look here this is how you do it) what I've begun doing very intensely in menopause. Astral-traveling, sometimes I have such difficulty getting back into my body after a I wake up that I've got to lay down for a few minutes to re-enter the atmosphere like an astronaut or something.

Mojo continues to sleep as pictured above, lick his paws and look at me as if to say, c'mon catch up would ya!!!