omg i AM old!

this morning i wandered into the living room chatting with Henry who has been purring furiously by my side for the last few weeks...

Henry was chatting on about changing times being good for me or something similar.  I wasn't really paying attention, i was too busy buttoning my sweater.

he cocked his head and smiled at me in that curious manner that normally means he has long known something i am about to learn.

luckily, for me, he spotted a ray of sun streaming through the window, fell silent, padded over to it and turned in a circle that kept getting continuously smaller until he was curled up within it.

too soon though he turned his attention back to the conversation he'd been having with me; "of course you realize donning that sweater is just another sign that you have been choosing to ignore for months now..."  he said.  and then he nudged his head toward the corner of the room as if bidding me to follow...

and i did.


and i was greeted with a sight that caused me to stand there wondering out loud....


oh my god Henry!! when did i get this old!?!

 

Henry laughed; "don't worry.  it will be okay.  your body ages. every body does.  and too soon the body is gone."

well thank you very much, Henry.  that makes me feel sooo much better about all of this...   i said yanking the heating pad out of the wall socket.

"silly human.  as always, you are missing the point entirely.  you are not your body, you only live in one so other humans can see you. your spirit roams free.  all spirits do.  you only have to remember to allow yourself that freedom.  and, once you do untold joy will come to you."

and i suppose once this untold joy hits me it won't matter that i'm old or wrinkled or alone or curled up in a recliner with a heating pad and a remote... 

Henry turned his attention toward a glitter of dust dancing in the sun and simply said;  "exactly!"






6 comments:

  1. Hey Eolist! I'm liking this lad, he's wise and funny. Shame about the fur all over the couch, mind, and the arse biscuits in his imaginary litter tray. Still. He can talk. How cool is that?! Indigo

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  2. thank you Indigo =)

    Henry has always talked - not sure if that's cool though, sometimes he can be quite the smart ass...

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  3. That was very sweet. I really like the part about his circle getting smaller and smaller until he is curled up in it. I remember another Henry story...it was great, too! If you wrote more Henry wisdom, I'm sure it would make a lovely little book!

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    1. Thank you Rebecca, Though i am not certain that any book i wrote would sell, perhaps Henry will entertain me enough to give it a try.

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  4. You are not getting older, you are just getting better!! And hey, I have all those things in my house too....just means we are smart women :)

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    1. bless you! i love being smart! =D

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