Studio Be Sound Sanctuary

01/22/2026

Reiki 💫💛🪽

01/22/2026

01/21/2026

Due to PG&E Planned Outage at Live Oak Plaza the Monthy Intuitive Connection Circle for January will be Postponed.
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01/21/2026

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01/20/2026

Note to self 💫🤍🪽

01/20/2026

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01/19/2026

Just saying. 😊

01/19/2026

JIMMY PAGE QUIETLY WALKED INTO A SMALL RESCUE SHELTER ON THE BRINK OF CLOSING — WITH JUST 48 HOURS LEFT BEFORE EVERY CAT INSIDE WOULD BE PUT DOWN
The bills were overdue.
Donations had dried up.
The owner had run out of options.
In less than 48 hours, 39 cats were scheduled to be euthanized — not because they were sick or aggressive, but because there was nowhere left for them to go.
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Then, without cameras, without a film crew, without a single announcement, Jimmy Page walked through the door.
Known to the world as one of the architects of rock music, Page didn’t ask for recognition. He didn’t announce who he was. Dressed simply, moving quietly, he walked past the front desk and straight toward the back of the shelter — to the dimmest row of enclosures, where the oldest and weakest cats lay unseen.
There, curled into the corner of a fraying blanket, was an 11-year-old tabby mix named Buddy.

Too tired to lift his head.
Too old to be chosen.
Too close to the end.

Page knelt down slowly. His hand rested gently on Buddy’s head, careful, patient — the same hands that once shaped some of the most enduring music in history. He didn’t rush. For a long moment, he said nothing at all.
Then he looked up at the shelter owner and asked quietly,
“How many are here?”
“Thirty-nine,” she answered, her voice breaking.

Page nodded once. No pause. No discussion. Just a calm certainty that stopped the room.
“All 39 deserve a tomorrow.”
What followed felt unreal to the shelter staff.
By the next morning, trucks began arriving.

New flooring and clean, eco-friendly bedding.
High-quality food and specialized medical supplies.
Fresh enclosures, scratching posts, grooming stations.

Every outstanding bill was paid in full.
Veterinarians were brought in to examine every single cat.
Each enclosure was repaired, cleaned, and restored.
Above every space, a small wooden sign appeared:
“Forever home — with love from Jimmy.”
But the moment that broke everyone came in the quietest corner.

Buddy was being gently lifted for a medical check when Page stepped forward.
“I’ll take him,” he said.
The room froze. Buddy — overlooked for more than a decade — finally belonged to someone.

“He’s waited long enough,” Page said later, his voice soft, eyes tired but kind. “I think it’s time he came home with me.”
There was no post.
No press release.
No mention on social media.The story only emerged days later when a volunteer, overwhelmed by what she witnessed, felt the world needed to know.

He didn’t just save a shelter.
He didn’t just save cats.
He saved 39 beating hearts — reminding us that compassion doesn’t need applause.

Sometimes, the greatest acts of kindness happen when the lights are off, the guitars are silent,
and no one is watching.