Love, at war with the negative voices, reaches toward the better ones

by Craig on June 14, 2011

I write these posts in the hours before dawn.

Every day I witness light splitting the darkness.
And every dawn there is one moment where it’s still and quiet…

then the very first bird sings.

Then follows the part that Laska the love kitty hearts the most, a thousand different birdsongs tweeting all at the same time.

I’m watching him now as I write this.
He’s sitting at the screen door.

To me it sounds of beauty and peace.
To him it sounds of dinner bells ringing through the trees.

Regardless of kitty or human there is something in us that wants to reach out to charm of these voices. Laska has learned that there is no reaching out on the big screen door – he hadn’t – until yesterday – learned the same for the little screened window in the bedroom.

Yesterday I think he saw a bird on a branch – just on the other side of the window. Being a love kitty who doesn’t always weigh all of the options before he makes his move – I bet something told him that he could reach the bird through the screen.

If you live with a love kitty you learn to recognize noises as distinctly “cat”.

There’s the crash followed by the scurry,
and the I’m trapped in the closet meow,
and the vigorous covering in the litter box – as litter flies everywhere except where intended.

But yesterday,
sitting in another room,
I heard a new noise,
a distinctly “cat” noise,
a kind of tearing noise.

I bolted into the room, expecting to see damage, but not this…

the screen half torn off
and a love kitty, claws frantically clinging to the screen.
Three out of his four paws attached like ultra-velcro,
hovering not over the floor of the room,
but outside the window,
dangling precariously,
30 feet above the ground.

And the screen was peeling rapidly away.

This isn’t the screen – but the hanging was like this – but more urgent…

I rescued the love Kitty.

He hugged my neck like a survivor from the Titanic.

Then he gave me the “but thayre waz burdz” look.

I think it was Kipling who wrote, “A love kitty’s grasp should exceed his reach. Or what’s a heaven for?”

Laska had a point.

The early morning birdsongs call to us. We want to reach out to the sound. Maybe we’ll close our eyes and just listen to the singing as it brings peace, and smile as we hear the symphony. We seldom press our paws against the screen so hard that it breaks and our claws are the only thing keeping us from dropping.

We reach out with the heart – with the mind – and we take in the peace.

And it hit me. The negative voices have us curling up in a ball – afraid to reach out, to try, to grow. But what if we replaced the negative inner voice – with the predawn chirping of birds. What if…

Tomorrow I think the love kitty has a guest post he’s been working on.

He hears a negative voice too.

If you haven’t yet read a Laska the love kitty guest post, you’re in for a treat.

Then the next day,

today’s inspiration leads to the first shot,

in the Love War against the negative voices.

{ 12 comments… read them below or add one }

Cora June 14, 2011 at 8:51 am

This post comes just when I’m adding new negative voices to my list. At least the positives were there fighting back this time.
Sounds like the “darkness to dawn” serenade is the same no matter where you are. The night songs stop (the one with the crickets, tree frogs and whiporwills) and there is a silent pause, then the cardinals start the first of the dawn song. Lots of high pitched peeping. And like you said, Craig, then the world of all birds joins in. It lasts only a short while for me, as the school busses, cars, motorcycles and trucks start and they drown out the song. I can understand Laska reaching out like that. Strange how the “darkness to dawn” serenade can soon be drowned out by the funeral march of the negative voices. I think you hit the nail on the head this morning as to where I am in all of this: I’m at the “What if. . .” Can’t wait to hear what Laska has to tell me tomorrow!!!


Craig June 14, 2011 at 12:06 pm

Cora, I guess I’m not in an area with enough to trees. I don’t get the crickets – just silence – then I think my first bird is a cardinal to. Then the symphony – and then you’re right the traffic and the people. I think the trick will be reaching out to silence the negative voices – while reaching out to embrace the positive ones – leaving darkness behind, seeing the dawn – leaving the silence and hearing the birds. And Laska is hard at work as we speak :-) God bless you Cora


Dawn June 14, 2011 at 10:26 am


This is priceless. I will bookmark this and read it again and again. Birds have a special meaning for me this year, Laska is always special and there are no words for you, Dear Man.



Craig June 14, 2011 at 12:09 pm

thank you Dawn, really, thank you. An Laska? Just like me – sometimes reaching out too quickly – and sometimes running under the bed at the sound of a new voice. God Bless you Dawn – and thank you.


Kristin June 14, 2011 at 3:32 pm

I’m with Dawn, this is priceless! You make me think and you make me giggle, thank you for that!
I can’t wait to see what a kitty writes:) I wonder if I could get my doggie to write, she needs something to do.


Craig June 14, 2011 at 3:40 pm

thank you Kristen, thank you. Thinking is good – giggling is good – it makes me happy that anything I write could make anyone do that. So thank you. And according to Laska the love Kitty – only cats can write – dogs – well I won’t tell you what he said about dogs ^.^

he does think, however, that Dawn’s dogs have SOME limited use

I’m just repeating what he said :-)

God bless you Kristen – even your comments make me smile.


Dawn June 14, 2011 at 8:43 pm

Oh my goodness, Kristen, if you haven’t read one of Laska’s posts yet you are in for a real t-r-e-a-t. I have to spell that around here or the muttlies (Craig calls them muttlies) think they are going to eat again. I have 3 dogs who prayed for Laska when he was really sick so they are loosely tolerated by a very particular cat…

Anyway, what I really wanted to tell you was one of my favorite Laska posts is “love is payshent”. If you click on Craig’s right side bar above under the Love is Patient category, the first post you see in the list is Laska’s post from March. Click on it and you will have the time of your life. Just sayin’.

Bless you, Kristen,


Craig June 15, 2011 at 12:55 pm

thank you Dawn for your terrific advertisement for Llaska – and me. God bless you Dawn.


Michelle June 15, 2011 at 8:08 am

I read Laska’s story before this one (I know, I did it backwards), and now can’t wait for tomorrow’s episode.


Craig June 15, 2011 at 12:56 pm

it’s hard keeping track of what is today – and what is tomorrow – and what is yesterday – with you down there in Australia and me up here in the United States. Today, tomorrow, yesterday – it’s all relative :-) God bless you Michelle.


A. June 16, 2011 at 10:38 am

Craig, this is just such an awesome post! LOVE the pictures! (My favrit is Laska doing ‘chin ups’ on the porch rail!!!) They tug at my heart for that luv kitty! Well, that luv kitty just plain tugs at my heart and he writes so well. Somehow, I think an honorary doctor of divinity may be in Laska’s future.


Craig June 18, 2011 at 3:13 pm

by the way, A, the “chin-ups” picture – that was actually a jump that didn’t quite make it – the claws were dug in – first I grabbed the picture – then I grabbed the cat ^.^ God bless you A.


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