IT MEANS “WILDCAT”
I haven’t written blogs for a while:
Haven’t had the energy: the strength or the motivation.
I get upset when moths throw themselves at the window to get to the light:
or I cannot save birds, animals or reptiles that have been hit by a car (or cars).
I was an emotional wreck because one of my pets was sick and I was slow noticing this:
He was just skin and bone by the time I called the vet to come to my home and overdose the cat on anaesthetic:
I worried how the vet would find a vein:
The vet was excellent
For the previous four days I almost constantly cuddled Bukkandi and gave him hands on healing (Reiki)
I posted the following on Facebook:
“‘Andy (Bukkandi) has left this holodeck and joined his brother in an holodeck where cats are respected: admired and loved and where there is no homo-sapien plague:
The vet was excellent – finding a vein when ‘Andy was so thin.”
On FB I posted six photos and two videos:
you only get to be bored with one video.
I have said before I must have been born into the wrong culture:
I believe everything that exists has a consciousness:
And because of my clairvoyant experiences I believe everything survives beyond physical death.
It has nothing to do with a god concept
or heaven and hell:
I don’t claim to know the meaning of life – if there is one?
I know that if I don’t have a concept for something it doesn’t exist for me.
I asked “my guides” — or whomever it is when I am communicating clairvoyantly
“Explain about surviving death”
I was “asked” – “can you conceptualize no linear time”
When I answered NO
I was told they couldn’t explain.
In the vague hope that there is a remote chance of stopping all life from becoming extinct:
I am sharing this web page again
and be kind to non-humans