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The Chase

February marks almost a full 8 months since I have had my kitty cat Ricky-not that I am counting.  8 is a lucky number in Chinese. 
 
In the 8 months that Ricky has taken over Casa del Wu, I have learned a lot from him.  I know that sounds or seems silly to learn from a little furball that I end up tripping over because he zig zags joyously around my apartment like it is a mansion, but I have always believed that we always learn something new every single day from everyone and everything that comes into our journey.  Probably the two greatest lessons that Ricky has taught me is to love like you have not been hurt AND that you cannot force anyone or anything.  I am still trying to learn the first lesson. 
 
Ricky wholeheartedly loves like he has never been hurt—and he has been hurt, but, haven’t we all?  He is NOT a guard cat and would probably ‘attack’ a burglar with love and affection by jumping on him and purring happily.   Many people have come in and out of my apartment in these last few months.  Most were friends and family who has the purpose to meet and spend time with Ricky even more so than me.  There were also strangers who I had to open my door to with the intent to repair an aging apartment.  With all of these people, Ricky greeted at the door with wide and glazed over green eyes as if to say: “Wow!  Check out all these bipeds that are paw-less that I’ve been deprived of!!!”  I think Ricky has met more people than he has in 6 years of his life thus far. 
 
I was convinced that Ricky loved anyone and anything, until he met one of my family members. I was shocked beyond belief when this family member started chasing poor Ricky who ran away fearfully to find a hiding place.  I had never seen Ricky so petrified and terrified before in my life.  I was scared seeing how scared he was.  I understand now when people say they have a protective instinct and immediately snapped to my family member, “Why are you chasing the poor cat?  Just leave him alone.  Let him come to you.”
 
Rather than apologizing, she laughed uncontrollably like it was the funniest thing ever to have a cat running around.  This infuriated me even more.  For the life of me, I could not understand how people could find fear as funny.  I could only guess that these people maybe got an adrenaline rush of power and did not know how to respond but with laughter.  I was ready to kick her out, but I decided to take matters into my own hands another way with showing her what I was actually saying.  I calmly sat on the couch, changed the topic about Ricky, and made small chit chat.  Meanwhile, Ricky had vanished into thin air. 
 
Eventually, when she also realized that Ricky was nowhere to be found, she asked me: “Why is he running away from me?”
  
“Because you are scaring him when you chase him.  You can’t force or chase after anyone or anything.  Let people come to you.  If it is meant to be then it is meant to be,” I explained.
 
To confirm this lesson that I have learned in life that was only solidified by Ricky, Ricky peeked out from behind the couch, strolled over to me with his tail up in the air, and hopped happily into my lap purring contently.  He looked warily at this relative of mine, sniffed her and let her pet him gently, and then looked at me as if to say: “Good job-you are learning and teaching well.” 
  
We cannot force or ‘chase’ anyone to like you or spend time with you.  We cannot force or ‘chase’ anything to happen.  I am all for setting goals and making the plans and going through the process and persistence to attain what we wish, but there is a very fine line between TRYING AND FORCING.  You can ALWAYS try, but you cannot force. When trying ends up empty-handed and then you continue to keep on, then that turns into forcing or chasing and, eventually, becomes control.  Control is something none of us possess.  If you do not end up getting what you went after, then it was never really meant to be yours from the beginning.  There comes a time when you develop confidence (mind you, not arrogance) in yourself and your own worth and who is just that worthwhile in your life.  When have you ‘chased’ after someone or something?  How did ‘the chase’ end for you?      
 
Keep smilin’,

Mary ;-) 

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