Pain in the Butt

Sweetness is how I felt of the tinny tiny voice of that inner child. That inner child of mine, or yours, hers, his… among each of us.. It doesn’t come out often, and its voice is often not loud. It only came out at most awkward moments, and we notice it only when our feelings got hurt or finally got heard. I see it in my cats a lot more, than in myself. Maybe because the shadowy side of me purposefully suppressed that sweetness side of me. Shadow-work is what I have been doing a lot lately. Just as life has the bright side, the sunny shinny fun side, so there’s the contracting side, the shadowy dark side. The side that I least want to admit, most want to shoveling away, pushing aside and not wanting it to be heard, like all the culture taboos.

When you told me that in your culture, it’s rude to fart at the dinner table or public places, and that you hold your whole day’s farts, until at the end of the day, to release all of them out only at your own apartment bathroom, only when you finally got back home from a long day of work…. I was just so impressed: How could you be able to torture yourself so?!

My cats never had any shame or qualm about farting or pooping right in front of my face. And how many hidden and shadowy taboos are being applied to all of our daily lives? Self-control and controlling over everything and everyone around us; policing ourselves as well as rest of the world. Controlling become part of new norms for our lives, thus, undoing such mentality also becomes part of my mission in deepening the understanding of myself, understanding and observing the world around me. How each of us control the self, the surrounding creature-beings: bigger cats controlling smaller cats, smaller cats over new-born kittens, cycles of oppression, cats towards cats, then cats towards even smaller creatures around them, over flies and cockroaches… such a chain of controlling was thus formed. Momentum of controlling pushed us further away from who we truly are, away from the sweet voice of that inner child, as if there is no time and no space for any of such tiny voices to be heard. In such way, life is churning into some forms of aimless motions and vicious momentums... A pain in the butt! Such a chain of endless controlling and endless pain, who are you trying to control to? You are a pain in my butt, but you are my butt too. What should I do? I don’t know… hmm..

Last time when I saw my boy cat Zodiac… he was crying… He was very upset that I kept him and other kitties locked in my bedroom all night and all morning… He kicked his brother Maple’s butt, beat him up, perfectly timed while Maple was focusing on taking his own quiet poop-duty in his dome-shaped litter box. How upset Zodiac must be, and how upset both of them must be at the end of fight inside that litter box. Zodiac wanted to show me how sad and troubled he was, by bullying other cats, right in front of me: kicking Maple’s butt while Maple is pooping, or picking on his much smaller new-born brothers and sisters, while they were resting. Just so I could witness and hear his inner suffering, inner-child’s crying-pain and sorrowful voices, so that I could finally feel his inner out-of-wreck tumultuous emotions. But I was just sitting there, amazed by all those chaotic shows he was putting on right in front of my eyes…

At the end, exhausted, Zodiac ran up to the top bunk bed, started chewing, biting and kicking on my favorite stuffed animal--a poor reindeer with long listless legs. He yanked, yanked, yanked real hard.. so hard, that I felt the pain, he felt the pain, even the lifeless stuffed reindeer felt the pain… The air felt pain, and even all the flees in his fluffy fur felt painful too… My poor soul, my poor chubby little baby, stop tormenting yourself so. I heard your pain. Let’s just try some minor adjustments. I gently and softly put my hands on his back, on his butt... We are one, you are my painful butt, I hear your pain. But we could take baby-steps together, we can get through this together. Everything will be fine eventually. I love you unconditionally, with immense patience and love.