I can remember the first time I ever heard a loud sound from a black cat crying out in the night, as it were!
A sound of sadness that drew emotions from my chest. In the past few weeks, my spiritual journey has taught me one thing: these things do not happen by chance.
If the universe wanted to send me a signal through anything at all, there is nothing I can rule out; it can be the tear of a black cat.
It helps me stop at these moments and see the spiritual messages that are occurring.
Stray Black Cat Crying At Night Spiritual Meanings & Superstition:
It is about heightened awareness
Black cats have a history of being considered omens of heightened perception and spiritual attunement.
Their cries in the dark of night whisper to us to be more present in the element of subtlety in our lives and point out things we may have overlooked.
In several spiritual traditions, animals are recognized as messengers from God who bear wisdom from realms far beyond our own perception.
In ancient Egypt, cats were seen as symbols of the unexplained with magical abilities.
They were linked to the goddess Bastet, who was the protector of home, fertility and defense.
To kill a cat, even an unintentional murder, was a serious offense. Cats, in Celtic mythology, were viewed both as guardians of crops and houses but also as supernatural beings.
So when a black cat cries at night, it is as though the universe is saying take a breath, slow down in your haste, breathe.
Have there been any warning signs/messages that you have ignored all along?
Maybe some inner counsel you’ve been way too busy to notice?
This cry significances there is more to life than what we can see and that by experimenting with our intuition, we get a stronger sense of where it wants us to go.
It is about shadow work
The cry of a black cat in the distance at night is like hearing our unhealed emotions played back to us so we can begin to transform them and, ultimately, ourselves.
The first time I heard the cry of a cat at night calling from far away, I thought it sounded to me like a summons somewhere near my core.
This has a lot to do with the cries that ring within our souls, as well as reminds us that there are aspects of ourselves that only recognition can touch.
Shadow work is identifying these parts that have been kept in the dark, and it can be quite scary but truly eye opening.
The cries of the black cat for me became a catalyst for reflection.
The echo of each cry calls out some buried part of my past, begging me to bring them up from the shadows. It is the acknowledgment that begins the healing process.
My own journey of doing shadow work has been a struggle and a miracle in itself. It has taught me to allow my weaknesses and regard them as part of my human experience.
The cry of a stray black cat in the middle of the night speaks to me as a tremendous representation of all those voices that never truly reach us.
When I think about that, it makes me realize even more how we do not listen to the people who stand right next to us.
We are selfish in our nature, and we miss the quiet cries of those who do not share their burdens.
Because I think, at its base, empathy comes from the ability to listen — not just with our ears but also with our heart.
It is about being conscious of the emotional field in which our interactions are rooted.
I feel like understanding what is not being said helps me understand other people better.
It has taught me that there is so much more to life than the superficial and that I should be grateful for the complicated puzzle box of humanity that we share.
Each and every single person we come across has been fighting a battle, is in pain or has experienced (or will experience) highs and lows.
Hearing the cries of the black cat has changed how I engage in this world.
It has opened my eyes to the silent battles someone can be in, and it makes me determined to always be a source of care.
They are believed by many to be able to move and come and go, where the visible merges into the invisible, where the seen meets the Unseen.
The black cat cry at night reminds me of this, that we are not alone on our spiritual journey as well.
This implies that there are spiritual helpers supporting us in our lives, assisting us through obstacles.
It has been therapeutic for me to see myself from this perspective.
It is about personal vulnerabilities
The sound of a black cat crying resonates that hidden parts of me are being reflected back to me.
We are born into the human experience and share this vulnerability.
Many of us are lonely, cast aside like the lost black cats. Instead of pushing them away, instead of denying them — we have to allow ourselves to experience those vulnerabilities.
This acceptance allows for healing.
It is about compassion
My heart melts when I hear the cry of a cat in the night.
The only thing that I think is that I must rescue the cat, take it to a place where I can heal the immediate problem and show compassion.
I think opportunities for empathy are also a good chance to learn.
This shows that we all are innately built to show compassion for all sentient beings.
This is why the cry of a stray black cat is asking us to save it.
I’m Bulgarea Candin Stefan and I have started Spiritual Whirlwinds to pass my learnings from my spiritual journey. Spiritualwhirlwinds.com provides a space of spiritual awakening with guided meditations, e-books, mantras, and pendulum readings.
