Mágico isn’t really a cat, I mean, he is. He loves being a cat. But he’s his own breed entirely. He’s a cosmic space cat wrapped in orange fur, sent straight from the stars with one simple mission: to teach us how to love, how to be present with one another, and how to hold each other close. His ears were so big when he was born and his slanted eyes looked like little green alien from outer space.
From the very beginning, he was pure sweetness. The cuddliest cat we’d ever met and Jon grew up with many cats. But none like Mágico. He arrived like a miracle, answering a quiet wish I had whispered to the Universe.
I remember it so clearly.
Jon was getting ready to go back to Colorado after we moved into our new home in Baja, Mexico. I felt that ache rising, the one that comes with goodbyes. So I sat, closed my eyes, and visualized a kitty companion. I imagined a cat coming into my life. I pictured him curled up with me, felt myself petting him all the way up his tail. I could feel this cat offering comfort and warmth while Jon was away.
Then, just six hours later, he showed up. And wow... Mágico fulfilled that cuddly desire of mine every day of his life.
Our magic boy.
After I dropped Jon off at the San José del Cabo airport, I returned home and cried. And there Mágico was. He climbed right onto my chest, licked my neck like he knew exactly where the grief lived. He tucked himself into the curves of my body, wrapping around me like a tiny weighted blanket made of stardust and the softest fur. That was his medicine: loving touch, sweetness, presence, and warmth.
No matter what was happening in the world, Mágico made it known, closeness is the cure. Not just for me, but for my clients and friends too. He leapt into laps, sprawled across our bodies, rested his little face against our hearts. As if to say, “This is what matters: Be here. Be soft. Be together.”
Mágico came from the stars, and he returned to them. But while he was here, he reminded us, over and over again, that we don’t have to carry life alone. That sometimes, healing looks like curling up in the sunlight with someone you love. That the most sacred thing we can do is simply stay close.
He is our space cat, our teacher, our little love. And we carry his divine lessons forever.
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