Purrfectly Courageous: How Following in Cats’ Footsteps Can Lead to Happiness

Why asking for love and affection takes courage, and how taking inspiration from our furry friends can lead to greater joy and contentment.

The alarm starts like every other morning, with settle sounds. I wake up, go to the bathroom, wash, shave, and gently go downstairs, with light steps on the staircase so that I don’t wake anyone up.

I pick up my coffee, feed the cats, and drink one or two glasses of water.

In the corner of the office, there is a comfortable chair, cozy and welcoming. It is next to the window and the radiator. In the winter I stick my feet on the radiator and the worm feeling welcomes me into the day. In the summer the early morning sun rays say hello and good luck for the day.

Today the sun is shying beneath the horizon, probably still wishing everyone on the other side of the world good night.

I take a sip of the coffee and look in the dusk light of the room, practically nowhere. I try not to think in the morning and just take the new day in without judgment.

But then one of my cats hops on me, and he starts purring. OMG! A purr so cute, with little colorful inflections of sounds 🥰 it was absolutely spectacular 🥰

I start stroking him and he rubs his face and neck on my hand. He is ecstatic with pleasure and cuteness. Climbs on my chest and starts rubbing his face on mine. He is almost telling me how much he loves it and how much he loves me.

Kitty love feels as awesome and powerful as their rejection 😻.

And of course, I touched him in a way he did not like, so, he stopped purring, he miaued at me and he left.

But…

It made me think, how easy it was!

He wanted to sleep, and he slept. He wanted to eat, he ate. He wanted fuzz, he came to me, asked and I gave him fuzz.

And he was happy.

How easy it was!

For us is not that easy. Our needs are first of all more complicated. We need acceptance, we need encouragement, we need security, we need energy, we need compassion. All this is on top of food, rest, exercise and warmth, and whatever other physical stuff we need.

You can say we are a bit more complicated than cats, but, still, there is something to learn here.

As a matter of fact, I saw at least two things:

Be courage.

There are a lot of times when my cats try to come to me and ask for fuzz. When I am working, or when I am reading, or when I am sleeping.

Omg especially when I am sleeping. I sometimes find myself without a blanket at night because on half of it, there is a cat sleeping and I would wake her up if I would pull the blanket on me.

The thing is that it comes back every time. Rejection is not a problem for the cats. You say no, and they, maybe, insist a little. You push them back again and they leave. Next time they want the same thing, they try again, without being afraid of rejection.

For us, the rejection hurts a lot. And we remember that and next time we are afraid to even try. That is why it is harder for us to even try after we fail. We need COURAGE! Understanding that rejection now is not a rule for the future. Incompatibility is just something that happens. It does not say anything about us.

You are awesome the way you are. Being incompatible with someone, or something, or some situation means that your awesomeness is different, but not less awesome.

Be courageous! Be daring! Have faith in your awesomeness! And you will be happy!

Enjoy what you get with your every being

You see, when a cat hops on my lap it enjoys the hell of the fuzz it’s receiving. It lets itself be loved and stroked and fuzzed on that matter. It will lift its head or its tail so that I would know exactly how it loves it.

Rarely do I see such presence and enjoyment in adults. Usually, we are afraid to let ourselves be so vulnerable, so exposed. We expect something bad would happen so we keep ourselves a little clenched just in case.

This expectation, this clench keeps us from enjoying moments, love, and fuzz to the max.

Children are also able to feel love as much. Until we reject them enough and we hurt them enough so they stop, and they become adults.

We cage up, we stop feeling just in case the hurt that we have felt at some point will come back. We stop enjoying love because we are afraid.

Life sometimes hurts; life sometimes disappoints; life sometimes hits us so hard that we stop being courageous, we stop believing in it and in ourselves.

We fear pain so we block pleasure! And that keeps us from being happy, keeps us from enjoying what we receive, and stops us from remembering the awesome love we receive.

Be present! Open yourself! Enjoy every good moment, every lovely touch, every cute glare! The world is full of love, open yourself to it!

Be like a cat

If we are courageous enough and we let ourselves feel and be felt we can make it easy.

We can need love, and we could get love! We can need energy and we could get energy! We can need fuzz and we could get fuzz!

If we were courageous enough to ask for it and open enough to see and enjoy it when we receive it.

How easy it would be?!

Thank you very much for reading!

Hugs and positive thoughts, my friends!

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