Sixteenth Drop: Friends from Siberia
I thought that perhaps I should obtain some sort of pet, something to be a calming presence around the Lighthouse. I didn't want something noisy, or messy, or otherwise disruptive, because the Lighthouse is a spiritual place, a home for lost souls, a sacred location in my mind at least. Penny offered me a duck at one point, but most unfortunately I decided to refuse, because ducks are a little too spry.
So I finally settled on a friend, someone close to home: a Siberian cat.
I've called her Зола (Zola), meaning "ash," because she reminds me of the color of fresh ashes. Anyone who wants to is, of course, welcome to come see her -- she is quiet and friendly, and on a good note, Siberian cats are hypoallergenic.
On a separate note, I will be activating the Lighthouse now at night, when I can; it seems appropriate, now that someone is living there, to have it be active.
Also, I didn't want to advertise my services, because I feel I would be treating the spirit world with irreverence, but if any of you have need of my abilities, you may come to the Lighthouse whenever you wish and ask.
So I finally settled on a friend, someone close to home: a Siberian cat.
I've called her Зола (Zola), meaning "ash," because she reminds me of the color of fresh ashes. Anyone who wants to is, of course, welcome to come see her -- she is quiet and friendly, and on a good note, Siberian cats are hypoallergenic.
On a separate note, I will be activating the Lighthouse now at night, when I can; it seems appropriate, now that someone is living there, to have it be active.
Also, I didn't want to advertise my services, because I feel I would be treating the spirit world with irreverence, but if any of you have need of my abilities, you may come to the Lighthouse whenever you wish and ask.