working in the studio,

lost in my own thoughts,

suddenly,

a thousand tiny pins awaken me  –

 a loud merowl

reverberates down my spine.

this is no snake of enlightenment! –

perhaps a feral feline of faith?

trustingly,

She purrs her way up to my shoulder and my ear.

i am listening!

.

it is said that the way you talk to children

becomes the voice of their inner child….

and

It is said that one should never speak to oneself

in words or tone

You would not want used to a small child…..

but what about all that pesky back talk!