Kate Sitka has blogged about the colors of cats and their different life missions. (I have read about the “Orange Cat Gang” and their unique mission before, too.) This is very interesting subject, and as a cat person, I surely will make mental notes about this later on. What is the color of your fine feline?
No animal (or person) comes into your life by accident, but it is possible that the colors your cat wears is not an accident either… Well, nothing is. Not even this old drawing I did years ago: I think it was a reminder from the cats I was working with in Ancient Egypt as a Cat Priestess/Seer. I had no clue, I just suddenly began to draw one-eyed cats (the eye as a symbol of the Third Eye). Ha! Little did I know back then.
I should get to the bottom of this Egypt thing, but still a part of me is very reluctant to do so...
Mr. Purri, in his previous life, as a black & white tuxedo surely was a clown, exactly as said below. She taught me a lot about cats in this life, because she was my first cat, but I never understood why she took her toy to the toilet all the time and I had to dry it on the radiator afterwards. Obviously she had not yet figured out how to flush it…
Great times. Cat clowns are one of the best cats there are.
I remember one Christmas morning, when I wanted to sleep late and just got up quick to give my tuxedo cat her food: straight from the fridge. Big mistake. When I was falling back to sleep I heard her puke. When I woke up and went to kitchen there was a cat puke on the floor, perfectly decorated with a small, golden Christmas star (from my Christmas tree).
Merry Christmas to you, too, I thought when I was laughing and rolling on the floor.
Mister Purri still has some of that clown vibe left in him and I love it. What it comes to his current life, as a Sacred Birman, he is screaming at me at the moment: Do you know who You are or who I am?!
The first post about cats & colors was posted in 2011 in Kate’s blog:
My white cat, Sunshine, has shared with us that she’s had many hundreds, probably thousands of incarnations as cats on this earth. She is very experienced. When she incarnates as a white cat, it’s because she has a specific, spiritual job to do, and she knows exactly how to do it. She is insisting that my sweetie speak with her directly, rather than Sunshine relay messages through me. Yesterday, my sweetie had her first breakthrough, a message she knew came from Sunshine.
Yesterday my sweetie and I also visited Ellie (again!) and we went into her apartment to visit with Ellie’s white cat Romeo.
Romeo is such an interesting cat, very different from Sunshine. Where Sunshine is poised, Romeo is rumpled. Where Sunshine is directive, Romeo is appealing. Romeo administers affection like a much-needed medication. Sunshine supervises the household and lets you know if anything’s amiss.
Romeo shared with us that this is in fact her first life as a white cat. She was a black cat in her past life, which was almost 400 years ago. She spent a long time studying to become a white cat, and being deaf actually helps her to focus on her intuitive, psychic abilities, keeping her consciousness elevated to a higher vibration that she was used to doing as a black cat.
This is not to say that any type or colour of cat is superior to another – absolutely not. It’s just that many types of cats wear a uniform of sorts, which denotes their job. White cats, grey, orange, brown tabbies, black & white tuxedo cats, there does seem to be specific types of jobs, and when a cat signs up for a job, they wear that colour.
I asked Romeo what black cats do.
“We take care of the magic.”
“What is magic?”
“It’s the light and energy, the balance of health and disease, the balance of winter and spring, the energy things grow with, the magic in each healing, nourishing plant. The transformation from one thing to another thing.”
There is a good reason traditional witches have had a fondness for black cats.
Her Mom in her last black cat life was an herbal healer, and Romeo learned all about plants and healing during that life. She scanned Sweetie’s body with her eyes and said,
“Your throat is blue and white and cold. You need to wear a warm soft scarf around your throat. You need to drink the yellow tea. You need to support your immune system.”
Sweetie selected chamomile tea, and Romeo inspected it. “That is not the tea I told you to drink,” she said, her face a funny cat expression of exasperation. She then showed me ginger and honey. Sweetie promised she’d drink that tea at home that night.
(Last night she did drink her cat-prescribed tea, and it added a lot of warmth to her body. She felt slightly feverish last night and this morning, her throat felt prickly. Romeo did see Sweetie was getting ready to come down with something, before the symptoms really hit, or the ginger tea kicked her immune system into gear and it’s now working to clear the infection. Thank you Romeo!)
Romeo then went on to tell me what Ellie had been eating. French fries. Pasta salad. “Mom needs to eat the spinach that is in a bag in the fridge.”
I confirmed with Ellie that she *had* been eating these comfort foods, despite her motivation to change her diet. She did indeed have a bag of spinach she was planning on eating.
Romeo had a lot to say. She said she had to work very hard to become a white cat, and wants the dogs to respect her new status. Romeo has this uneasy excitement that sometimes happens when you get promoted, but you’re not yet comfortable in your new job and not quite sure how it’s going to go.
I should have said she’s doing a marvellous job as a white cat. She truly is.
And the second post was posted couple of days ago:
It seems that in general, only cats seem to have obvious colour-concurrences to their “mission” in life (whether it’s healing, helping with spiritual growth, grounding, being a clown, etc.). Dogs and indeed most domestic pets come in with specific missions in relation to their human (why be a pet, otherwise?). But with dogs it’s often breed-related, and dogs frequently seem to incarnate back into their *physical* line, meaning they seem to like to reincarnate into bodies that are decended from their previous bodies. I’ve seen this with horses and I’ve absolutely heard this from wild birds, who reincarnate into their descendants.
But only cats seem to use fur colours to signal what exactly it is that they’re up to.
Here’s a list of the most common groupings, as observed by Penelope Smith and by me. Now, keep in mind that not EVERY orange cat is a member of the “Orange Cat Contingent”, but all members of the Orange Cat Contingent make sure they have orange coats.
Big change. Cheerful, jollying you along, leaders, encourage leadership in their families, encourage self-confidence, bold, brash, encourage global change (they’re major environmentalists). Sometimes they minor in energy healing (as many cats do!) They hold the “vibration” of sunlight, energy, optimism, catalysts. Orange cats may present themselves as signs to encourage you in a new beginning, to encourage you on your way.
Grounding. Keeping you down to earth with love, snuggles, companionship, humour. Big snugglers, big lovers. They are awesome at helping you to love yourself, to become independent from the opinions of others, to remind you to connect with nature and connect with your true self / heart center / what you really want in life. They’re great at calming you down and helping you through hard times.
Black & White (Tuxedo)
Sacred clowns! Tuxies are born to raise the vibration of the people around them, constantly, through clowning! My friend’s tuxie invented the most ridiculous way to eat his food: he backs his butt up the wall behind the food dish and eats his food while doing a handstand. He does this “because it’s funny”. Check out all the toilet-trained cats on you-tube – so many of them are tuxies! They do it “because it’s funny”. They also like to invent games, get into mischief (are known to flush their toys down the toilet once they’ve learned how to operate it!) They’re all about living in the moment, making this moment brighter, happier.
Physical healing. Traditional herbalists often had black cats, which is how they became associated with “witches” and “bad luck” in some countries. In other countries, black cats are actually considered to be sacred and good luck! Black cats are often medical intuitive and are excellent at scanning the bodies of humans and recommending particular plants with certain energy signatures. I think black cats and herbalists have been working together for thousands of years, and that herbalists developed a close, animal communication relationship with their little helpers! Today, the black cats throw suggestions into the brains of their loved ones to encourage good health. Drink that tea. You want to eat spinach. You want to come to bed early tonight.
Black cats also seem to have a proud history of being muses to writers and artists, helping to hold a supportive, creative space.
I’ve noticed that many other psychic and animal communicators seem to find themselves in the company of white cats. White cats seem to have this spiritual connection, this ability to help and support their humans in raising their own resonance so they can tap into and connect with the “divine”, be it nature, spirits, other animals or their own healing gifts. White cats are often born deaf (as with many white dogs, it’s a genetic trait associated with the white gene). Deafness in animals often ramps up their dependence of their telepathic abilities, (as does blindness) and consequently, white cats often choose deafness to amplify their ability to communicate telepathically with their humans, to facilitate their teachings. That’s one hell of a devotion!
Siamese / Point colouring
Siamese are a breed more than a colouring, but they’ve been cross-bred so much that point colouring appears in many different types of housecats, and in “new” breeds. In general, point-coloured cats take great pride in their ancestry and their spiritual responsibilities. They’re extraordinarily devoted, and demanding of respect. A Siamese-heritage cat has a way of asking “do you know who I am?” And so asks you, “Do you know who YOU are?” They model pride, spirituality, history and wealth. They remind you to take pride in your own heritage, your own history and to demand respect.
I’ve noticed that some of the newer pointed cross-breeds like the Birmen and the Ragdolls seem to be more “black and white” clowny temperaments even thought they appear more Siamese. I haven’t really figured out whether the newer breeds are coming in as contingents / missions or if they just want to be love bugs and have a good time.
Tortishell & Calico
These are the cats of artists. They’re introspective, they’re beautiful, often shy and introverted, they seem to dress up every room they enter. They’re excellent muses. Often they give the human permission to be a loner, to be introspective, to be different, unusual, to contrast with their own environment. They understand this life experience, and commiserate.
Grey / Silver
Childhood. Many people who have owned grey cats knew them when they were children. Grey cats often come in for the kids. One thing I’ve noticed in readings is that Grey, Black and White cats often have past lives as cats among these three colours, but not in any other. This seems a bit too much “on the nose” to be real to me, but there must be something energetically related about these colours and the beings who are attracted to these contingents. Grey cats pop up in fluffy, long-haired, flat-faced bodies, and when they do they’re often speaking to the *inner* child of the adults in the house, helping the human to reconcile past experiences in this life and in their past lives. Sleek, short-haired grey cats are much more active, and seem to do the best job at snapping the humans out of their “head” and into the moment, connecting them to their irrational inner wants and needs, which are really our spiritual wants and needs.
When it’s not possible for the humans to meet or act upon their spiritual wants and needs (because sometimes, life sucks) the greys are amazing at holding that space of hope, supporting the humans through their limbo, until the “sun can shine” in their life again. Grey cats really help us to clear the clouds from our lives.
That’s what I’ve learned so far from hundreds of pet readings and through Penelope Smith’s teachings.
What do you guys think about this? Did you / do you have a cat in any of these contingents?
See also this article about cats as healers.