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Lions Roar : September 2019
Hedda A S A CHILD, I WOULD REPEAT certain words over and over again—piano, nine—until the words lost all meaning and became simply a sequence of sounds. I’d stare at my hand for so long that it no longer appeared to be “mine,” or even a hand. It was a fascinat- ing object. I’d lie on the lawn and look up at the sky, and I’d wonder whether the color I called blue was the same color my friend David saw when he used that word to describe the same patch of sky. Many of us have these childhood experiences, yet in adult- hood, we write them off as childish ignorance. Animals bring that wonder back into our lives. When in 2010 I went off half a lifetime of antidepressants, I listened to multiple teachers—Eckhart Tolle, Tara Brach, Pema Chödrön—not because I wanted to be “more spiritual,” but because I was afraid I’d kill myself if I didn’t find some inner ACatbyAny Other Name When SARAH CHAUNCEY drops the label “cat,” she sees her pet clearly for the very first time. SARAH CHAUNCEY is a nonfiction writer and editor based on Vancouver Island. To help people who are grie ving the loss of their cat, she manages P.S . I Love You More Than Tuna on Facebook and Instagram. PHOTOCOURTESYOFTHEAUTHOR LION’S ROAR | SEPTEMBER 2019 64