I was re-reading some of Cat's blog this morning and came across this which she posted on February 6th of this year. It is entitled Bobcats, Home, and Fooling Myself.
"The thing is, though, somehow Bobcat keyed this longing for 'home' in me. St. Augustine said that "our hearts are restless until they rest in thee." or words to that effect. Sometimes, I remember that beautiful green land, and I could weep with longing for it. When I left the Catholic Church because I could no longer support an institution that caused so much pain for so many people, I was terrified of going to Hell if I was wrong. I didn't know which way to turn or what to do, and I had a dream of Home that reminded me. Home was as beautiful as the Irish think Ireland is, green and peaceful and lovely. Part of the reason we're here I think is for the experience, also, I believe, we're experimenting with the best way to live in form. We forget who we are, though; we focus so intently, we just forget. Today, there's a shadow of the memory for me."
It makes me think she knew at some level that she was preparing to leave us. Even the last Avatar she created looks as if she were dressed for travel.
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