working in the studio,
lost in my own thoughts,
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?
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….
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!