There were three kittens that brought the shop cats count to 17, but two of them disappeared, and the last one hasn’t been seen either. When I first got to the shop, an orange kitten was taken away by a raccoon. It’s all part of the ecosystem here at the shop.
Things continue to change, shift, and transform, which can also be thought of as the death of old ways. Change can feel like an out-of-body, surreal kind of experience. In any case, I’m committed to working on inner transformation.
It rained again today.