I was meditating with my cat the other day
and all of a sudden she shouted,
“What happened?”

I knew exactly what she meant, but encouraged
her to say more— feeling that if she got it all out on the table
she would sleep better at night.

So I responded, “Tell me more my dear.”
and she soulfully meowed,

“Well, I was mingled with the sky. I was comets
whizzing here and there. I was suns in heat, hell—I was
galaxies. But now look— I am
landlocked in fur.”

To this I said, “I know exactly what
you mean>”

What to say about conversations
between

mystics?

by Turkaram (c. 1608-1649)