August 9, 2022
*My kitty, not the singer
9 weeks ago my beloved kitty Frank Sinatra got out. We rescued him from the street in February 2021 and he was an indoor kitty. I have written a couple blogs about him here (scroll down to catch up if that sounds fun).
On Sunday night August 7th we returned home to Barrington, Little Rhody from lots of travel: Europe for three weeks, home for a little, then ACK (Nantucket) for 2 weeks. While in Switzerland I came out of a massage and had the intuition to look at my phone, which was unusual since I was off my phone for 3 weeks except for coaching. And there it was…a text saying, “ Frankie is here!“ ✨🌟💫💛
My eyes filled with tears of joy. 🥲
The happy text was from my new friend in Barrington, Rhode Island who had texted me weeks prior after seeing my post on the Next Door app. Frankie had been showing up at her house to eat and drink the food and water she puts out and to hang out with her kitty Leo, nicknamed “Leigh Leigh.” Synchronistically Leigh Leigh was my nickname growing up in Lake Bluff, Illinois.😳
Well Frankie had shown up at her house again. And…drumroll please: her house is a white colonial like our house. It is about a mile away from our happy white pineapple 😊✨🌟💫🍍. Frankie thought it was our house.
When we were home between Europe and ACK my new friend texted me at 6am and said that Frankie was there again! I walked to her house and there he was! FRANKIE!!!! 🐱 He started coming toward me as I squatted down and called him, then when I stood up and moved toward him he backed off. I let him go. I have read this is quite common. Especially with an un-neutered male. Frankie has a girlfriend he likes more than me!! 🐱🐱
The following morning at 5am I laid down my yoga mat and block on my friend’s patio and put out a bowl of food and practiced. Frankie used to sit on my mat while I practiced every morning at 4am. My friend and her family were at the beach for the weekend and she suggested I come in the early morning when he comes for food.
I had the most magical delightful practice outside on her patio with the birds and the trees and the salt air.
Frankie didn’t come that morning. But I knew he would come. In his own time.
Fast forward. We are now back from ACK.😎⛴ I haven’t heard from my new friend but I will. Frankie is not home but he will be. I expect it. I am excited about it. I know it. And I am satisfied in the knowing of it (EEKS: Expecting, Excited, Knowing, Satisfied).
It gets more interesting . . . I have an appointment this Thursday August 11th for Frankie to be neutered and the vet emailed me to confirm. It takes many weeks to get in to see a vet.
Hmmmmm…no Frankie yet, but a vet appointment in 48 hours…we’ll see what the Universe and Frankie have in store.
Stay tuned! 💫✨🌟
Frankie is a big teacher to me. And to you, if you can hear his message: Divine timing my friends. Divine timing. 🙏🏻💫🌈😊 What you want/have asked for is coming. It’s already done in fact. 99.99% of our manifestations are done before they come into the physical. if you allow them in. If you let go of your resistance. If you know the vibrational code. Do you? 🤔🤔
I believe in you. 🌈💫❤️😊🙏🏻