The House Cat, The Wolf, The Feral Creature, and Remembering Who We Are

What if domestication isn't about living in a house?

What if domestication is about shrinking your awareness?

Most of us weren't born domesticated.

We were born curious.

We were born aware.

We were born asking questions.

We were born sensing things that nobody else seemed to notice.

Then life began teaching us how to fit in.

Sit still.

Be polite.

Be realistic.

Work harder.

Don't be too much.

Don't be too loud.

Don't be too sensitive.

Don't be weird.

Somewhere along the way, many of us became experts at becoming manageable.

We learned that there were rewards for fitting in.

Approval.

Acceptance.

Safety.

Belonging.

We learned how to become "good."

Good students.

Good employees.

Good parents.

Good partners.

Good people.

And perhaps without even realizing it, we slowly traded our knowing for validation.

But what if an infinite being was never designed to be manageable?

The House Cat

Lately, I've been playing with a metaphor.

The house cat.

The feral creature.

The wolf.

And the infinite being.

The house cat is fascinating.

They're safe.

They're comfortable.

Their food arrives every day.

They have warm places to sleep.

Predictability.

Routine.

Security.

Yet watch a house cat for a while.

Even the most pampered cat will sit in the window and stare outside as if something ancient is calling.

Something within them remembers.

An instinct that never fully disappeared.

How many of us are living exactly like that?

Comfortable.

Predictable.

Successful.

Safe.

And yet…

A little restless.

A little bored.

A little aware that something else is available.

Where in your life have you become the house cat?

Where have you become manageable?

Where have you traded adventure for certainty?

There's nothing wrong with comfort.

Unless comfort becomes a cage. Of course the house cat has also chosen this... An infinite being would choose domestication for what reason?

The Wolf

The wolf has become a symbol of freedom.

Wild.

Untamed.

Independent.

Trusting its instincts.

At least that's the story we've been told.

But here's an interesting question.

How many people are trying to become wolves simply because they're tired of being house cats?

"I'm going to do the opposite."

"I'm going to reject society."

"I'm going to prove I don't need anyone."

But reaction isn't freedom.

Choosing against something still keeps you connected to it.

Rebellion is often domestication wearing different clothes.

A wolf isn't trying to prove it's a wolf.

It simply is.

Perhaps wildness isn't something we become.

Perhaps it's something we remember.

The Feral Creature

But then there is another energy altogether.

Feral.

I used to think feral was the space between domesticated and wild.

Now I think it's something else entirely.

What if feral is choosing to be wild after tasting something different?

A wolf was never feral.

A wolf is simply wild.

A house cat that has never left the house isn't feral either.

Feral is the being that has experienced domestication, understands all the rules, and chooses something different anyway.

Feral has tasted comfort.

Feral has tasted belonging.

Feral has tasted predictability.

And then one day something changes.

A window opens.

A possibility whispers.

An awareness arrives.

And suddenly the cage no longer fits.

Not because the cage became smaller.

But because you became bigger.

This, to me, is where so many of us are right now.

We know how to function in this reality.

We know how to work.

We know how to fit in.

We know how to succeed.

We know how to be acceptable.

And yet we've tasted something different.

We've tasted awareness.

We've tasted ease.

We've tasted possibility.

We've tasted being.

And now there's no going back.

The thing about feral is that it isn't always graceful.

Sometimes it's messy.

Sometimes it's awkward.

Sometimes you still accidentally follow the old rules.

Sometimes you run back to safety.

Sometimes you ask someone else to tell you what to choose.

Tell me the right class.

Tell me the right tool.

Tell me the right answer.

Tell me how to be conscious.

Tell me how to be free.

But perhaps that is simply remnants of domestication dissolving.

Because an infinite being doesn't need a new set of rules.

An infinite being has awareness.

In Survival Mode

There is another energy that often sneaks in too.

An animal in survival mode.

Head down.

Energy contracted.

Constantly scanning for danger.

Trying not to make mistakes.

Trying not to be rejected.

Trying not to lose everything.

Many of us have mistaken survival for life itself.

But surviving isn't living.

Surviving isn't creating.

Surviving certainly isn't thriving.

It's exhausting.

And yet humanity has been taught survival is the goal.

Work hard.

Stay safe.

Protect yourself.

Prepare for disaster.

Never stop worrying.

No wonder we think we are f*cked up!

The Infinite Being

Now let's throw all of these labels away.

What if you aren't the house cat?

What if you aren't the wolf?

What if you aren't feral?

What if you aren't the survival animal either?

What if you're an infinite being who has access to all of these energies without needing to become any of them?

This is one of the things I love about Access Consciousness.

I don't have to become the wild one.

I don't have to become the free spirit.

I don't have to become the responsible one.

I don't have to become anything.

I can choose in every ten second what is required to create greater for all.

There are moments when being dir creates more.

There are moments when structure creates more.

There are moments when instinct creates more.

There are moments when expansion creates more.

The freedom isn't in the identity.

The freedom is in the choice.

Perhaps consciousness isn't asking us to become more wild.

Perhaps consciousness is inviting us to become more free.

And freedom may simply be the willingness to stop defining ourselves altogether.

Because maybe this entire journey was never about becoming wolves.

Maybe it was about remembering that infinite beings were never designed to live inside cages in the first place.

Questions to Play With

Where are you obedient?

Where are you surviving?

Where are you feral?

Where are you untamed?

Where have you become manageable?

Where have you used being different as a different set of rules to follow?

And if you no longer had to fit into any category at all…

What else could you choose?