To My Beloved Creature

I wish I could tell you these things, and that if I did, they would mean as much to you as they mean in my mind. I wish that they wouldn't be the words of a sad or desperate girl but words from one spirit to another - or maybe, from one spirit to a person.

First I want you to see yourself as the person I have seen you as for the last few years. Through my eyes you are a very intelligent, confident, gentle person and these qualities found in someone of your stature, your profession, your background, etc. allow you to stand tall above others. You are like strong eagle soaring through a peacful sky or a lion gazing across a vast kingdom lit by golden sunshine. Solid like a rock, your peace, your justice, your power is impenitrible.

But you do not see this. You worry. You are the lion who trys to be a lamb. Why? I feel you are unable to see, or perhaps accept that you are as perfect as you can be. Perhaps you are sad, or maybe you are unable to see that a lion boasting to any other animal is foolish of him because he need simply to be alive to have his throne. The Lion is not meant to walk the low road. Loneliness is the price the lion pays to be the ruler - but he is really never alone because all the creatures want to be in his presence. It is only when the lion loses perspective, that he becomes a pathetic creature.

I see the lion and the eagle as synonmous. Both are lonely creatures because they are born to be above everyone else. They have power and we all know that, "with great power comes great responsibility". Sometimes being at the top is tiring because you are expected to always take the high road even when others choose not to. Sometimes you must fly between frigid cold mountain tops, or fight in a blistering serengeti and no one acknowledges your pain. There are others who scavange your hard work, who take for granted your loyalty and freedom. Maybe you are angry, and if so, then you have lost perspective. You have flown too low to the ground and envied the easy life of the lower creatures without ever living it. You have watched as they graze together in large numbers and felt you were by yourself. Sometimes the lion and the eagle forget who they are. They cannot see through the eyes of the rabbit, the mouse, the wolf, the zebra. They do not see themselves as something to be respected. They cannot see that all the other creatures wish to be them. And of course they do not see the resent that the other creatures have when their leaders abandon them.

This is what you have done. You have taken for granted the admirable position you have been granted with undue privlidge. You have used you broan to salughter the herd's young. You have killed the fish's brother and left him to dry in the sun. You left your home behind, allowed your pride to starve and whither away. The creatures no longer fear you. They shake their heads in shame, embarrassed of their leader.