Friday, January 8, 2010
Embodiment & Our Built in Obsolescence
We got some news yesterday afternoon.
Our sweet Rosie cat, who is now in her 18th year, does not have hyperthyroidism as we had actually hoped, but rather, she is most likely suffering from a cancer*. From here on out, it will be about palliative care, making sure she is comfortable and happy.
Isn't that true, though, for all of us from the moment of our birth?
(*This is just an educated guess on the vet's part. We don't wish to have any more tests done.)
To embody this life is to accept that it comes to an end. To love and live in this skin suit as fully as possible, we must face the fact that it comes with built in obsolescence.
I could choose to dive into an Ocean of Grief. That is certainly in my nature and I have almost drowned myself there in the past.
But now I make different choices. Now, as that little signature box says at the end of each post, I am Brave; I choose Bliss.
Marcy and I took a wee bit of time to absorb the shock of the news and then we got on with it. "It" being our lives. Lives filled with love and beauty and grace and creativity and peace and, yes, cats and a rabbit.
Rosie is not on a time table. We will enjoy every moment she decides to give us, and when she decides it's time to go to her Sparkle Suit, we will miss her.
Choosing bliss, though, means not regretting a single moment with her. I would never choose to have not known her.
I would never have chosen to have not known our friend, Ken, or our other cats and animal companions who came before.
Being brave in this body and with this body and through this body, I will choose love over fear, knowing that love comes sprinkled generously with loss.