Wednesday's Cat
My new cat Andrew can be bribed. Fred, the old guy, could not be.
Andrew, yes...he will trade affection for treats. And now it's a habit. When he detects my car approaching home - Andrew immediately becomes an out-of-control squirming creature rolling around the driveway purring and drooling in anticipation of the tasty treat with the moist inside that he knows will appear out of the bag tucked away out of his reach in the cupboard.
Spiritual Practice is like that for me. I can be bribed, and if that's what it takes at first to get me into the routine, its fine. My tasty treats range between favorite music, favorite snack, favorite chair - and now I purr too in anticipation of what I know now will appear out of the place tucked away out of the reach of my ordinary awake-state.
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3 comments
This post had me grinning from ear to ear. Thank you. :)
ReplyLovely!
ReplyI guess we all can be bribed by treats, no? Except for one Chocolate Labrador I know personally. "Pooh!" she says, "it is much easier and more satisfying to merely steal the compost!" Hmmmm.
Replyxoxo