(I have not been writing much, friends. And I apologize! But I’m at work on a novel I recently picked up again after a few years off. My blogging has been quiet lately. But suddenly I see an idea for yet another memoir, and off I go again 🙂 Come with me!)
The idea has been germinating for some time now. At first I was inspired by it, then scared, and then I forgot about it altogether for a while.
But apparently the idea did not forget me.
For last night in yoga class, as the teacher spoke of intention setting, one of the questions she asked was, “ What animal feels like it speaks to you and inspires you to go beyond ordinary?”
I thought of my beloved horses, who have been pets and athletic partners throughout my life, although I don’t own one now. I thought of the wise elephant, embodied by Ganesh, my archetype who sits on my meditation altar to guide me.
But neither animal was the answer to the question.
Like a burst of fire from behind my closed eyes, a face appeared – catlike, emerald eyes glowing, lips curled back to reveal sharp white teeth, its fur like a golden sunset streaked with dark clouds. It came suddenly, fiercely, making me gasp aloud.
Okay, tiger. Have it your way. And the next day, I submitted my application.