Mother Nature Set Her Jewels in the Eyes of a Cat

Number 28 out of 28: This piece is part a Blog Challenge to write and publish a post, every day of the 28 days of February 2015, from Coach and Writer Sandra Peachey – the author of ‘Peachey Letters – Love Letters to Life’.

Mother Nature Set Her Jewels in the Eyes of a Cat
~ Indian Proverb

cats eyes

It’s day 28 of my 28 day blog challenge – hurrah! And it’s a happy day, for so many reasons. I think the best reason of all is that I feel really motivated to keep writing. I wanted to create this month of momentum to kick start a new book project… And the question for me was – which book?!

You see, I have many ideas whirling around my head, waiting to fly out of my mind and be transferred into written word and these impulses have always been within me, since I have always had the sense that I was born to write… It feels like an urge that is zipped into my DNA, coiling round my being like a soft snake.

I then had a father who read to me every night as a child, developing a love of, and a loving security around, the written word. At school it was a favourite subject, some thing I was average to good at – or so my teachers said… And when I left with an ‘A’ at A’ Level in English Literature I remember one of those teachers telling me that he was so glad that he was wrong… (this at the time when A’ levels were at their hardest to pass and 90 % of the people I knew failed them…).

And from school I left my home, parents and cat to go to a red brick University and there gained a BA (Hons) in English Literature… So for three years I was immersed in words and genres; social history and personal mores; poetry and prose; novels and philosophies; all weaved through with the joy of language and literature’s spikes and nuances.

But that was the end of my time with words… A short life time lived with the protestant work ethic of my origins, meant that I felt impelled to go out into the world and earn a ‘serious’ living. I had no concept of how to do that with words… I didn’t want to teach; journalism was a tough nut to crack, and so I turned to another imbued inclination… The observation and support of people, rather than prose. So it was that I walked into my corporate career in Human Resources…

There followed a life of compartmentalisation, where I ruthlessly segmented my existence in to work, play, travel and occasionally – love… And there was no writing, unless you count the beautifully composed letters and policies at work, or the poetical letters, which evolved into emails, all made at ‘play’…

I shan’t bore you with my long life details after that, but some how, many decades later I am managing to better combine all the elements of my life… My people skills, my creativity, my writing and now of course – my cats! Having, during the course of this month of blogging, done some un-thorough research into my chosen subject, it confirms what I knew, that cats are the most popular pets on the planet – or the most Westernised pieces of it, any way… And this not just for all their fabulous feline features, but largely because they combine a measure of dependence (on us) and independence that renders them completely convenient and complimentary to the way of life that so many of we modern day humans find ourselves in.

For me there are clearly many feline lures and allures. Cats were childhood companions of mine and have accompanied me in my adult life too. I find that they suit me temperamentally – I love their independence and feline form of intelligence… I realise this usually where you can get drawn into the cats vs dog debate… But whilst I used to be polarised towards cats, I am more and more drawn to dogs – not to live with one (or not yet).

May be it’s a symptom of my more mellow middle age… Having reached this age, I have spent a lot of time in the company of cats, observing them and learning about them. Some of these musings have now been brought out and played with in this latest series of blogs. The vague research carried out during these four weeks, has also expanded my cat knowledge, width ways, joyously…

And so have used my moggies as metaphors and muses; I have used their behaviours to deepen my learning of life and find a subtle and easily accessible way to share my thoughts. Cats are popular in so many ways, they give so much pleasure to so many, and so it has been a perfect privilege to spend so much more quality time exploring with them.

And from the expansion of my experience of cats, the time I have with them can concertina in to a thousand tiny diamonds of time… This morning I woke up, came downstairs and found my littlest feline Sophia curled up on the sofa. She opened her sleepy eyes and looked at me with such sweet affection and blinked slowly – a cat’s display of trust and comfort.

The eyes of a cat express so much – Taz has huge green crocodile globes of eyes that bore into you and peer into the world, and quietly take so such in. And last, but never least of course, there is my George, with those azure blue orbs of his… so often he will sit by me and lift his eyes to look into mine, and then the purrs will start; and for a few soft seconds, we are locked into a tiny eternity of love…

So yes… Mother Nature did indeed ‘set her jewels in the eyes of a cat’, and not just of course the eyes….

PS: Did you know that a collection of my ‘Peachey Letters’ have been gathered together in to a beautiful book, cats and all?  I’m completely biased of course, but it makes a purrfect present, whether you be a cat lover or no. All of human life is in this gorgeous book – all the fear, light, dark, and of course love, for any one who wants to be entertained and to know that they are not alone in life, what ever it holds for you, even if it isn’t all about cats… You can buy ‘Peachey Letters – Love Letters to Life’ from book websites any where in the world, including Amazon (in both Paperback and Kindle)

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