I am a Lion| You're an Animal Writing Contest

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Thank you, @maverickinvictus for creating a fun contest! This is my entry to “You’re an Animal Contest”.

I am an Animal. Who would I be? What attributes would I like to have?

I am a Lion. Working with my Lion avatar has taught me to be brave and face my fears. Lions represent strength, creative power, the sun and the element of fire. The universe began with a word as the mystics often say, and so as a writer, I desire for my words to carry power, passion, and illumination on their backs. I wish for my words to inspire, motivate and move you deeply.

My life has been dedicated to self-transformation and mastery because it is my desire to elevate the hearts and minds of my global family. Or at least those minds and hearts I am able to touch one breath at a time. Lions are masterful, patient, keen observers and only put their energy into places, people and things that are fruitful and show potential for exponential growth.

How I met my Animal Avatar – the Lion

I often visit the desert sands of Egypt in my shamanic travels to connect with my spirit guides, ancestors, and animal totems. The temples and desert plane were familiar to me, it was a safe place, my happy space. But this day it would be different. I surveyed the land and saw no oasis, temples or guides. Where am I? I thought.

Thundering roars broke the sounds of silence. Tremors vibrated through my legs. I saw something huge up ahead running towards me. My instincts kick in and as I turn, heart pounding hard inside my chest, I hear, “run!”

Swarms of thoughts, crawled in my mind, “why is this beast chasing me, what does it want”. My arms swaying back and forth, I dashed across the desert sands. Occasionally I looked down to see if I could find a rock or stick I could use to defend myself.

The raging heat of the sun was relentless. Scorching my flesh, the air was thick, making my face moist and clammy. My throat was scratchy, dry and no oasis with water in sight. Dodging the insects aiming for my face, I kept running away. But the leaping strides from the beast made the gaps between me and it smaller. At that moment I thought, “I am done running away, I will face my fear, what’s the worst that could happen”, I turned to face the beast and made a full stop.

Gasping for air, I raise my fists and chin up to gaze upon its face before me stood a colossal lion at least 60 feet tall. His roar shook me deep in my bones, but I didn’t cry or run. I stood still, and to my amazement, he bowed to me and signaled for me to ride on his back. We strolled across the desert sands and over the next few weeks, his soul would fuse with my soul.

Original story authored by @blanca237

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