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Tag Archives: feral cat
Busy contemplation
Pondering the possibilities Of contemplation? Stop. Just sit and breathe. Miraculous!
Posted in The Now
Tagged contemplation, daily practice, eco-mysticism, Elizabeth Teal., feral cat, ink, ink brush painting, little white dog, Liz Teal, meditation, peace, poetry, prayer, spiritual direction, spirituality, sumi-e
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Missed ya’
Head to head can mean heart to heart. Welcome home!
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Tagged cat, dog, Elizabeth Teal., feral cat, found, greetings, head butt, home, ink brush painting, interspecies household, Liz Teal, lost, love, multi-pet home, poetry, spirituality, sumi-e, toy dog, welcome
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Ask
Seek and ye shall find, Even if you are hiding….you too shall be found.
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Tagged art, ask, blessings, cat, cat hunting, daily practice, eco-chaplaincy, eco-ministry, eco-mysticism, eco-spirituality, faith, feral cat, found, ink brush painting, interspecies spirituality, lost, nature, painting, poetry, seeker, seeking, spirituality, sumi-e
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wanderer
you may be homeless or you may be home, more or less… but either way, You passed me by – and i saw your Grace. . we are all travelers, as the sage says, walking each other Home.
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Tagged cat illustration, eco-chaplaincy, eco-ministry, eco-mysticism, eco-spirituality, feral cat, grace, homeless, ink brush painting, lost, love, McDonald's, mysticism, nature, painting on napkin, poem, poetry, ram dass, spirituality, sumi-e, the way, traveling, wisdom
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a meowment
A reminder of past loves, from a stranger with white gloves. The white pawed cat sat. and so did i.
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Tagged brush painting, cat with white paws, eco-chaplaincy, eco-ministry, eco-mysticism, eco-spirituality, feral cat, gloves, ink brush painting, interspecies spirituality, interspirituality, kittens' with mittens, love, meditation, mysticism, nature, poetry, spirituality, sumi-e, zazen
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the garage
the last passenger of my mother’s little red car was a feral calico who purred her way onto a lap and into a heart. The car took her last trip today…. my mother’s last ride on this earth was several … Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, calico cat, car garage, cars, dead car, faith, feral cat, grief, little red cars, mother, mourning, old car, poetry, trust
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circus acts
sifting thru the layers of my life, i go outside, into the garden to collate and compose – and there She is – silently, gracefully, gliding on a slim branch – effortlessly She teaches me the circus arts – we … Continue reading
