This morning, my cat who looks more like a skunk wakes me up with very loud purring. She's right in my face, purring with that horrible cat-breath. I'm not moving, so she puts one little paw on my nose. Purr, purr, purr.
I pet her and lean in to figure out the source of her purring. The purring mechanism confuses even the most intelligent of scientists; nobody can discover how a cat actually purrs. It just seems to happen. It's not even daylight yet, and already I'm encountering mystery. How do you purr, little cat?
We don't know how they purr, but we hypothesize why. I read that cats purr for three reasons: happiness, friendship, and intention. They purr to communicate contentment and relaxation. They purr as a sign of offering friendship. Finally, they purr to express a specific request or intention (feed me, love me).
What if my communication today rose up from a deep mysterious place of good tidings? What if my sounds offered to the world around me today, even from daybreak, expressed happiness, friendship, and clear, good intentions?
Consider the mysterious cat. I approach you purring, pouring out happiness, friendship, and good intention.
Just so dogs don't feel left out today (hello, Roberta!), I wanted to leave you with the quote, "Wag more, bark less." For cats, it's "purr more, hiss less." I'm asking God to help me turn from hiss to purr today.