The Return
31April 13, 2020 by petrujviljoen
it gets so one sees persecution everywhere. at least this time round i didn’t have to leave and then no one left and no one came on(to) the bare platform of my life while I was counting the cost of pain … my cat disappeared. time buckled.
let the question leave. now. let it go.
….
relief then. this round, read time … the little moon, (read dreamtime of the jewel) there when i was brought back from where i was searching, searching it came with back with me, beaming on my search in the no where in the no time and now this, this jewel, the subject of my search and now and here
One will …
here be love divine aided by the Love Divine aiding the very real psychic skills it took. I asked. I received. The return of the jewel. And I thank thee.
Charlie!!
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petrujviljoen 
Listen to one’s inner voice is a true skill. Connectivity to the Universe I think is a very good gift 🙂
The Universe AND beyond Jules. There’s all sorts of stuff out there one doesn’t want to be entangled in.
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the bare platform of my life while I was counting the cost of pain … Love it and am so happy forf both of you…
Thanks again Nan.
I get it… the incomplete sense of emptiness… and then just when you’re stopped your search, just when hope has flickered… the return. Lovely sentiment, and I’m glad your cat knew the way home.
So am I! It was sheer agony not having her around.
Relief❤️
Yes.
We do have to give thanks in small return as well
Easter Blessings, Have a nice week
Much🌼love
I feel your pain of loss so well expressed here!
Saw this only today (25th April). Yes, it was a difficult time for both of us.
how are you now?
We’re both very much better. Thanks for asking!
glad to hear it!
🙂
ah! i love the element of the cat coming and going as they pleased!
Your heartbreak comes through in your words. So glad it is a happy ending.
Thanks.
A scary analogy, rife with reality. I love stream of consciousness poems. my first reading made me think that it was God’s grace that was returned, but hey, for we cat lovers, it’s the same thing.
Yes! It is! It’s both actually – separate but together.
It’s the not knowing that warps everything. Uncertainty is contagious. You’ve expressed that well. (K)
Thanks Kerfe.
An intriguing stream of consciousness piece. I love that you included a cat, even if it had disappeared! Was it the cat’s disappearance that caused time to buckle or did it happen anyway?
The cat’s disappearance. But time buckles from time to time … as it did for your protagonist!
🙂
I think cats come and go as they please, but how sweet it is when they come back again.
She’s never spent a night away from home in twelve and a half years of us being together! Grateful she could come home even if it was eventually.
This is so strange and fractured – gives it real intensity – is this paranoia or reality? It has a hallucinatory feel.
It was a crazy time for sure. It’s non-fiction though. My cat disappeared for two and a half months and I went near mad.
It’s amazing how sometimes they just stroll back as if nothing had happened!
She had a hard time though. Battle-weary, thin.