Feline Power Animal

Black Panther

 

I know that many of you are going crazy because of the title. You’re probably thinking that I’ve lost it, that no such think exists. Well you’re wrong. It does exist, and it can be found in¬†The Enchanted Cat: Feline Fascinations, Spells & Magick¬†by Ellen Dugan. At first I thought that I made a mistake, sense I did the guided meditation by myself. However, after I re-read the info about the Black Panther it made sense. I keep saying that I’m going to get my act together and exercise. I also say that I’m going to finish writing the stories that I’ve started. But I never do. Also, it was the only cat that mentioned swimming, which I LOVE doing. If I had a swimming pool of my own, I’d never get out of it.

The power comes along with having the Black Panther as a power animal is Psychometry. Which basically means that you can sense or see bits and pieces of the past by simply touching an object, person, or photograph. Not sure if I have this ability, so I’m going to do the exercise and see what happens. There are a lot of other felines in this book, here are a few: Tiger, Lynx, Bobcat and more. You should really read the book, even if you don’t have a cat of your own. It helped me, and it can help you.

Hopefully, with the Black Panther by my side, I can whip myself into shape. (she’s already doing so, but I should also start exercising). To me she’s a motivator, telling me to get moving, and to stop procrastinating (which is something that I always do. I’m trying to stop this habit, so wish me luck). She’s also telling me to find and accept my true power. Which is easier said than done. I don’t know what my true power is. Well, that might not be true.

You see, I have on two separate occasions, acted weird. When I was younger, I would always refuse to get into my dad’s truck. One day however, I decided to get it, and adamantly refused to get into my mom’s car. We were almost home, I believe, when I started to say “mommy hurt! mommy hurt!” Dad said no, but she was. She was in a car accident. Now before start sobbing, my mom is alive. She’s a teacher and is teaching a fourth grade COACH program. She teachers autistic kids, who are high functioning and non-autistic kids, who act as mentors for them.

The second occasion was when I was older. I was in high school and on my way to swim practice. All of a sudden, I stopped, turned to my sister and said, “mo gar thu”, which means “I love you” in Gaelic/Irish. Not only did it freak me out, but it also freaked out my sister, my mom and my dad. We stood there for a bit and then my mom and I left. Turns out, if I hadn’t said that, I would have been on Main Street when the man hole covers blew. If that wasn’t bad enough, scalding hot water went everywhere. It sent two teammates to the hospital and Main Street was closed for a while.

Now I’m not sure what you would call this, but it is an ability. I just never know when it’s going to happen or activate. Maybe its called Intuition?