Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Past Relationships

I came to an interesting realization today... or well I guess it was yesterday now. After a friend of mine said that I was going to be her project for the new year... Find me a man... or something along those lines.... I got to thinking about past relationships. If I think about the 3 men that I still feel something of a connection with I realize that they are all Virgos. Now, for the most part, I don't really believe in astrology. But that is something that definitely strikes me and I find interesting. Maybe there is something to it.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Cat Scratches

Today I was rediscovering love and pain. Azraels nails are getting long and he keeps getting them caught. So I decided to try and clip them. It's been quite the experience. He was fighting me and I have the scars to prove it. I tried wrapping him in a blanket and that helped a little. Meant he had less to work with. But he still made it difficult to clip his nails. So right now we've got one paw done and I am heading to bed since it is going to be a long day tomorrow and in less then 8 hours my alarm will be going off.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Morning Ritual

This morning was like most other mornings. Shortly after I woke up Azrael was right there curling up beside me. He wanted his morning dose of love and adoration. As he is nestled in beside me I realize that what he wants is just that sense of touch. What is it about the sense of touch? It is reassuring. It is therapeutic. It's about love.

I think that everyone longs for that sense of touch... even the people that seem to flinch when you touch them. Everyone craves that sense of touch. We want to be reassured. We want to be loved. And there is just something therapeutic about the touch of another.

I have to draw some of my examples from a cat. But I have seen how he responds to touch. Azrael will wag his tail when he's happy. His face just lights up. And he comes running to me. He doesn't always want me to pet him. Sometimes he just wants to be held. It's not just humans that respond to the sense of touch. Azrael does as well. Right now he is holding my hand.

We all need someone to hold us, reassure us, or even just give us a pat on the back every once in a while. Speaking of a therapeutic touch I am long overdue for a visit with the chiropractor.

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