(Wednesday, February 9, 2022) tarot: Strength
Chris and I walk down our old wooden stairs to the basement. We know kitty Snowball is roaming around underground, exploring the lower level, but it is dim and we don’t see him. A twin set of wooden stairs is next to our stairs, parallel. We sit on the bottom of those steps. Snowball comes toward us. We assume he will skitter away, as usual, but he actually rubs us around our legs, affectionately. His fear is gone. He is pure white, no spots, and has beautiful, fluffy lamb’s-wool fur. He heads up to the landing at the top of the steps. I see no door, but the staircase door in our house is on the side wall, so that could be true in the dream. Snowball meets his mother and small siblings, who are having dinner together on the landing. His mother faces us, a bit stern. She has human eyes. Her patterns and coloration match Snowball’s in waking life.
Day notes:
I asked for a dream message, incubation, which never works for me, but this time it occurred at 5:30 in the morning the day I had to decide if I would confirm surgery for our feral cat, or let him go. I filled out a long, online application to donate him as a barn cat, but then I called SCRAM and had an hour-long conversation with a woman who has worked with feral cats for 18 years. She told me barn cats usually live less than 2 years, and after remembering my grandmother’s suffering barn cats, I knew that was true.
