A Meditation.

Forget meditation. My mind jumps around everywhere.

But when I purr my cat, it is completely empty and my heart swells with love.

This is not some dirty innuendo. I mean, literally, when my cat Masha, lays down on my chest, or when I come down to the ground and she rest her head down on my arm and I purr her for 10 solid minutes I think of nothing, but feel soft she is and hear the sound of her purring and see how beautiful she is and smell her lovely baby cat smell blended with my perfume from when i purr her and just am filled with light and love and then she stretches and purrs and curls and then uncurls and then bats at me to be like "enough."

That's a meditation.

My best friend is staying with me right now for a couple weeks; she's a veterinarian. I can't imagine what kind of karma she's been accruing. Nirvana next time 'round.