Last night I was teaching Cat Magic to my cat.
I’ve learned (and of course am always learning) how magic works for humans, and last night I learned how to communicate with my cat in a way no one had ever communicated with him before.
The transmission comes through physical touch, responsiveness and pressure, telepathic communications, breathing, and acknowledgment among other subtle forms of connection.
In this process, I showed my cat that he is capable of making more of an influence on the world than he realized. He is accustomed to meowing incessantly when he wants something – or perhaps “giving love” by rubbing up against the ankles of whoever is around, and while these forms of manipulation sometimes work they are also codependent and ultimately disempowering for him
He didn’t realize it was possible for a human to actually love him, to actually care about how he feels, to actually be his best friend.
In our process together, as he melted through layers of a hardened shell, I was delighted to witness him physically celebrating by romping around the room in sheer surprise. He would test me, confirm he was cared for, test me again, confirm again, test me again, confirm again. With each confirmation a loud burst of surprise as if to say “WOW – I can’t believe this is really happening!”
By the end of the process, he was so incredibly affectionate, in a way I’ve never experienced from a feline. Not just cleaning himself, but pushing up against me while doing it. Not just resting his chin on my leg, but his little paw too. Not just lying against me, but also giving me the gift of processing lingering negativity in my system and whirling it out through his own limbs.
I was partially raised by cats and this was an incredibly fun experience for me.