George – The Reiki Cat – Part 2

Half Nelson

George, clamped to my side, in a purring Half Nelson of love…

George is the oldest and first cat of the Peachey Pride.  When people meet him for the first time, they often ask ‘is he a pedigree?’  Well yes – very much so, he is actually a Seal Point Birman, and his proper / posh / pedigree name is George Eyes Sapphire. And he is well named, since he has the most beautiful, incredible, big, deep blue eyes; brimming with an ocean of curiosity, pride, love and so many other things…

George is my constant companion, so often purring on my lap, sleeping by my side or lolling about by my feet.  He is often with me while I write or coach, and takes a particularly sage and profound interest in my client’s and my own developmental activities…

As an entrepreneur with a portfolio business, I also rent out rooms in the cave and so, for a while, we had a lodger called Ian – a Bowen Therapist and Reiki Practitioner who practiced Mindfulness Meditation, early every morning.  And every morning George would be there too, at a respectful distance, soaking up the serene energy, observing, and one suspects, supervising…  And maybe it’s his pedigree demeanour and determination, but somehow, you always get the feeling that George the Cat is a truly old soul…

If you read Part 1 of this blog, you will know how George ‘asked’ one of my clients for some Reiki healing.  Well, just a few weeks after that luscious little thing happened, I had a bigger happening – the shock of my mother dying, suddenly, one Monday evening…

Several days later I awoke and feeling sad and bereft I padded downstairs to find Ian in the kitchen. I asked him for a hug, and received a caring, tight embrace, held just for as long as I wanted it.  When he let go he became all brisk and said that he was now going to give me a Reiki treatment. He then set about putting up the couch and other paraphernalia, right there in my living room.

I lay down and Ian started the treatment. Some forms of Reiki use touch and others don’t. Ian uses a touch methodology and so laid his hands on my shoulders. His hands were burning with the Reiki energy and then, to break my recumbent reverie, I heard him speak…

“Now George, I know you want to get involved, but not now…  George… Well if you insist – go and sit on Sandra’s feet then…”

Albeit bemused, I was also in relaxed stupor, so my eyes stayed shut, and then I felt the weight of George climbing onto the couch, walking over my legs and then settling himself down on my feet… Now those of you who are familiar with the phrase ‘herding cats’ may be surprised at this feline acquiescence, but in my experience cats know and understand an awful lot of what we humans say and intend. Ian isn’t even a particularly experienced cat person, but he used his intention, energy and authority, and so George coalesced, which meant that he could help take care of me and get a piece of the Reiki action…

All went silent again, as we all three settled back in to the treatment. I could feel Ian’s burning hands on my shoulders and then, gradually I noticed that George was radiating heat too… Soon he was like a huge, hot, furry stone, pouring out energy into me…

Down in my therapy torpor I was conscious of these things going on, but barely registered them at the time. Later on, after I had come to again and we were sipping our respective cups of herbal tea, I asked Ian what had happened.

He told me, in his matter of fact way, that George had come in the room, and had clearly wanted to get on the couch, so he directed him to my feet and sent Reiki energy to him…

Now – such things may be common in the world of Reiki, but even in my ‘open to all experiences’ existence this was certainly unique!

And then I joined the dots… George had experienced Reiki at first hand, only a few weeks before with my client Linda. And now, with Ian’s help, he was giving it back to me… Beautiful, but bizarre!

I don’t even need to know or understand the mechanics of what happened, but found the whole experience one of both amusement and wonder. It all seemed so gorgeously aligned, rather than coincidental.

At that time, working through my grief at the loss of my mother, I wanted solace. When it came to me in such an unexpected way, I accepted it with gratitude and wonder. I was simply in a place where I was able accept those gifts without necessarily understanding them, and this scenario was made all the more special for me, by an animal intervention.

When I look back on these events now, I find delight in remembering them and realise that by not analysing them, I can love them in a gorgeous, unconditional, and unfettered way.

As I write this, George is, as ever, by my side, lying on his back, exposing that beautiful soft belly of his – so lost and comfortable in himself. All my cats are unique, I love them all, differently, and because of some special empathy that we have, only George could be my Reiki Cat.

I am still learning about life and about Reiki; and what is so wonderful too, is that after spending eight years with this beautiful, furry soul – is that I am still learning about George too…

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