Although I have had both dogs and cats in the past, for a long time now we have been just a cat family. What is there about these creatures that captivates so many of us? That is a rhetorical question so I don’t have to answer it except to say that I am a sucker for cat “stuff.”
Recently I came across a very enjoyable book of cat poems and accompanying photos that I highly recommend titled: “I Could Pee on This and Other Poems by Cats,” by Francesco Marciuliano. The poems are wry observations that cat lovers and owners will surely identify with. This man obviously has lived intimately with felines and knows what makes them tick.
Another gem of a Cat book came to my attention last week when I was going through my book shelves in search of something related to a problem in psychology and, instead, rediscovered another cat treasure that I had forgotten about. This one is “The Tao of Meow.” The author is said to be Waldo Japussy but is really Carl Japikse. It’s a marvelous book containing 81 poems that are reflections on life and the tao by a wise cat that is both enlightened and has a great sense of humor.
Are you the kind of person who will occasionally open a book of poetry or philosophy at random seeking a message or answer to a problem? I do that fairly often and would recommend the Tao of Meow to provide an idea to focus on when you feel stuck. An example from poem Fifty may give you pause to consider the meaning of life and death. “If a cat has nine lives, Does he have nine deaths as well…Death is just life in reverse: You step out of life into death, you step out of death into life.”
Tonight the President will present his State of the Union message. I would rather focus on poem Sixty Nine that says:
I do not understand why humans
Ares so fascinated with strategies and war.
I can understand fighting for a tasty chipmunk,
But I cannot understand fighting for power.