Rest in Peace, Satori.

For basically two decades, I woke up with the need to ensure at least one cat was taken care of.

With Satori’s passing yesterday, I wake up today without that need.

My other cat (Chaos) — a small powerhouse of a cutie with pronounced curiosity throughout her entire life — was put to eternal sleep a few years ago after living for 17 years. I only knew her age with precision, because one of my best friends raised her brother and kept me tuned in. It’s not that I don’t care about age. I’m just not good at it, and I could never afford to bring my cats to vets.

The embedded photo was taken during Satori’s prime of an age, but it perfectly captures his cool personality throughout his entire life (~2000 – September 9, 2015). He hardly ever complained, and he loved to rest on my lap (the way he’s resting upon that couch cushion) — he quietly rested upon my lap on the first day I met him outside on my stoop when he was a stray, so I called him Satori.

While challenging to adapt to the removal of his energy signature from our lives (basically for the past two years, I’ve been a personal caregiver living with my beloved and supportive mom diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease), as with Chaos, I thankfully had the perfect opportunity for closure — and I embraced it fully.

At his very old age, his life challenges came to avoiding any food (even freshly boiled chicken), and ultimately his eternal sleep came for him thankfully before any emergency level of suffering did. He went out of my life the way he came into it — with adorable grace and character.

It will be awhile before I even consider another pet, because of the burdens involved conflicting with my very lengthy task list and other needs. His death is terribly challenging for me (especially during my authorship here), but I experienced ample relief for both of us leading ultimately to positivity.

I’m extremely thankful on the cat front. In addition to my first invitation for a stray to live with my family during my high school years (J.T. — his name for January 3 when I found him crying outside), Chaos and Satori (who spent the vast majority of their lives living just with yours truly during my adulthood) were awesome family members that helped me through a challenging life without a family of my own to raise.

I miss them, but I know righteousness was done and their memory and spirit live on.

About Spirit Wave

I am an honest freak (or reasonably responsibly balanced "misfit", if you prefer) of an artist working and resting to best carefully contribute towards helping society. Too many people abuse reasoning (e.g. 'partial truth = whole truth' scam), while I exercise reason to explore and express whole truth without any conflict-of-interest -- all within a sometimes offbeat style of psychedelic artistry.