‘Edgar is extremely happy.’ This is what my son tells me in our phone conversation yesterday.
Edgar is our family cat. He is living with our son Bryan right now. Edgar thinks he belongs not only with our family, but with everyone. We call him the Love Kitty.
This is why.
Edgar loves everyone he meets, and he is sure that everyone loves him. He is so certain of this that it becomes true. He walks up to people he does not know, stares at them, unblinking, and purrs. It works. They stop, bend down, pet him. The Love Kitty in action. This is his job in the world. Spread Love and Extreme Happiness.
I have had seven cats in my life, beginning when I was a teenager. We have shared love back and forth. Each love has been unique, and each of my cats has taught me something about life.
This big, white-and-black fuzz muffin teaches Love and Extreme Happiness. He radiates it, all the time.
I have never had a cat quite like Edgar. Each time I pick him up, he goes boneless. Limp. A floppy feather pillow that purrs, loud. He looks up at me. Round, pale, jade green eyes. He is telling me in this moment I am the love of his life, and there is nothing better than my arms holding him against my heart.
This is Edgar’s Extreme Happiness: know my arms always support him; know I always love him; know that home and care and kindness are always my gifts to him.
His trust is complete. Edgar knows the Universe is a friendly place. His open heart calls to mine. Come and play with me and the Universe. Play. Trust in Extreme Happiness. Relax into Love.
Relax into Love. Edgar is a master at this. He gifts his Extreme Happiness to all who hold him. It is true that emotions are contagious. Edgar’s Extreme Happiness always rubs off on me. My body relaxes. My heart opens. I am happy, extremely. I know the Universe always supports and loves me. I know home and care and kindness are always mine.
Thank you Edgar, for teaching me Extreme Happiness. You are a treasure.