I continue to learn from this cat and her ways. We harness up, attach leash, and stride down the stoop to the shade garden, moist with ferns and gopher dirt. Karma finds a spot on the ground and, like an elevator, glides to the earth connecting her belly and heart to what seems like a source. There she sits, eyes halved, purring. She is a beautiful sight, as she seems to be peaceful and receptive to the energy she easily receives. Is it this simple? This balance of my intellect and heart is a lifetime of synthesis, although I am heading more for the heart right now.