A woman explores her alter ego’s obsession with cats and travels through several stages where body and movement open the gate to zen zone.

In a box like room with artificial light, a woman enters a scene crawling into the cat sand. She enters the sand slowly moving her hand, making waves just like in a zen garden.
The flow is smooth until interrupted by a sudden visitor.

Gardening though continues with a new set of movement, ritualistic and shamanic questioning whether this could be an answer for her daily troubles.