Cat Familiars – A story of Dubh (pronounced Dove) means ‘Black’ in Gaelic Irish

Lydia and I

I would like to share the story of my cat familiar – Lydia. She came into my life about a year ago and the learning I received from her has been rich and wonderful. She’s been one of the main catalysts in my spiritual development and continual integration of shadow sides of my psyche. She is now about 1.5 years old, so quite young, but so knowing, confident, wise and wild, truly in touch with her natural instincts and deeply knowing of her own abilities and purpose. Such a profound teacher and companion.

Two or three months before the end of 2013 I experienced an extreme yearning for a black cat. The feeling was so intense and all-consuming that I often found myself unable to function or concentrate on daily activities. I was completely overcome by the pulling feeling in my solar plexus, a similar feeling to when you miss someone desperately. The feeling had a sense of loss and grief to it too. No matter how hard I tried to ignore or eliminate the feeling it came back even stronger. I didn’t know what to do, but I did know I must have that cat. By the time the year was ending I could not imagine not having that cat in my life, but I didn’t know which direction to turn. I was told by many that I must wait for the animal, what seemed like a familiar to turn up on my door step or come to me in other ways. The waiting was extremely hard and once sitting with a client in a garden studio a black cat appeared at the door looking at me for a few seconds through the glass before disappearing. My heart jumped and I remember running out of the house as soon as my work with a client was finished. I was very aware of the desperate feeling to see the cat again, yet it was gone. I also felt that it meant what I am waiting for and looking for is near. It filled me with great excitement, anxiety and even more yearning in my soul.

One of my intuitive friends after I contacted her expressing my feelings about the cat suggested I meditate on the image of the cat I wish to manifest and also consult with my spirit guide to see if they might know if something is coming up for me. I already had a name, which came to me not long before seeing the cat at the studio and I knew exactly what it looked like. I also had a picture of the cat, which I then took to meditate on. Incredible thing happened when I actually looked at the picture, really closely looked at it. What I previously failed to notice was the fact that the cat was in a cage. It was trapped. I had a moment where my heart dropped into my solar plexus as if my power was taken away from me. That’s how the cat felt and that was the reason she could not show up for me. I knew then I had to find and get her out of the cage. I felt things shifting within me, as my focus became clear with the realisation of a needed action.

The following day I sat down looking at rescue cats online, as I had done for months yet not finding any cats either resembling my cat or anything at all. That night straight away the cat picture came up. After months of searching and looking I never came across her before even though I had been on the site many times and I knew at that moment that it was her. Furthermore, she happened to be fostered just down the road from where I lived.

My son, who had been unwell that week suddenly felt better, I distinctly remember him jumping off the sofa when I said I just saw my cat. He became very excited about that particular cat. My son and I are ‘one’ in terms of feeling each other out and being ‘soul close’. That was a sign to me also. Then, my husband, who resisted me having another cat (long story) and always said ‘no’ suddenly went – ‘sure, you can have her, she will keep you company when I am away’ in a very calm manner. I was shocked he said that considering he didn’t want to hear at all about it even the day before. My son was also surprised.

I contacted them and a very kind woman said that the cat came from Ireland and she had a Gaelic name Dubh, which means ‘black’. When I heard that I simply burst into tears. I cried and cried. I have a very close soul connection with Ireland for as long as I remember. It is all about colour green, elves, unicorns, nature, rich mythology and ancient traditions of Celtic paganism, Druids, etc. Remember that client I was sitting with in a therapy studio when a cat came up to the door? Well, the lady was Irish and I liked her very much. We had a real soul connection. There is obviously something in that heritage, which is part of me and I resonate with plus I thought how unusual for the cat to travel quite far to be adopted. I will need to do more research now on Celtic paganism, as this situation is a clear sign that’s where I need to look for some of my roots.

After speaking to a lady on the phone I suddenly remembered my meditation on a cat’s picture where my God and Goddess (my spirit guides), who I love and trust, had the cat already with them, she was already there, BUT there was a clear indication that she was in pain and had gone through some difficulties and needed to rest and heal before I could have her. She was asleep under protection and care of my God and Goddess. Those two are very sweet, like a married couple, very kind. There was Fire there also, which is the energy of transformation and transition. There was also a request from my God and Goddess to send the cat lots of radiance and love. Well, a nice lady told me that the cat just had her operation, which would explain that she was in pain and recovering. She was with my spirit guides resting. How much can change in a couple of days. My cards also pointed towards a union and harmony at the time.

Meeting the cat was nerve wrecking and exciting. I was aware of not breathing. She was very shy, but her eyes said to me ‘take me, learn from me, I am ready to come with you’. My son and I drove off with Lydia.

Her name is Lydia Dubh (black Lydia). The name Lydia came to me a long time ago either in a dream or a meditation and I just love her Gaelic name, which is pronounced as Dove. Doves also have strong associations for me, although it is on the opposite scale of white and being a bird, it makes it even more interesting about this duality, which I have been experiencing. I have been having doves in my visualisation for a long time. Dove to me means harmony and healing and it is very feminine symbol, which would make sense why Dubh would come back to me, as I have been searching for my lost and wounded feminine, so with her in my arms I once again can start feeling that Divine force of sweet, warm and strong feminine energy.

The feelings that she awoke in me struck me like thunder and lightning. She was wild and we had such a power struggle between us with Lydia winning every time. Lots of emotions in my up and down. It was as if a rug was taken from underneath my feet with the intensity of her presence in the house. I was not prepared for it, but it was the whole point to hit me with all the lessons that I asked for and which would transform my life very quickly and very profoundly. Lessons that she taught me involved intense inner child work, learning to let go, reclaiming my feminine sacred power, releasing negative emotions and owning them, chakra rebalancing, shadow integration. It was intense. Lydia felt human to me from the start and it was a gradual process before we became one in the experience of each other. My love and appreciation for her is deep and sacred.

What is your story with your familiar? Remember sometimes we have to go on a journey and take action towards finding something we need and desire rather than waiting for things to happen. Be aware how you feel and what your intuition is telling you to do. There are ways of obtaining and receiving lessons, which are unique to an individual.



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