Send the Kittens to Clean the Corners

There was still black sludge left in me that did not belong to me even after the raven had flown away and taken all the black sludge that was hers. I was confused. I felt angry. I looked into this sludge and realized it was not hers, but rather the toxic sludge from her father left in her. Not only from her father but also from mine.

I wanted the sludge out. The sludge that was inherited from Lisa’s father. I conjured up a raven to do the job, but nothing would stick. The sludge just stayed there stuck in me. I tried different types and sizes of black ravens, but with no change.

Then an image of an Egyptian cat came to mind. This animal was the guide whose energy resonated with the sludge belonging to Lisa’s dad. The cat went into me to gather up all the sludge that didn’t belong to me. It clung to its fur and was sucked out little by little.

Not long later, the cat was full, but sludge belonging to her father still remained in me. Then something surprising happened! A small army of kittens poured out of the ether into me exploring every corner of my being to absorb the last bits of the sludge that belonged to Lisa’s father and his ancestors. The sludge stuck to the fur of this army of cleaners.

Upon the departure, some of the kittens died. They succumbed to the toxicity of the black ooze and died in the dirt as they lay down unable to continue. Those left alive continued on their journey back into the ether where I presumed they would be cleaned as the ooze dissipated into nothingness.

The decaying bodies of the fallen kittens were fertile ground. In this cycle of life and death, new life was arriving. Astral kittens grow from lilies that sprout new kitten life.

All that I was carrying of Lisa’s father’s that was not mine left me with those Egyptian cats. Yet, there was still more sludge in me.

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