I’m dreaming. I notice that I’m standing in water. From the reflection in water I see I’ve become a tiger; orange fur, black stripes, sharp teeth and claws.
I want meat, lots of meat. I want to tear open stomachs, shred guts, sink my teeth into a heart and chew delicious lungs.
I have an aggressive growth strategy, ignited by my greed. Or I’m infected by the spirit of this greedy era.
I have seen too many man-eating tigers. At work, evening news and history books. Charging forwards blinded by their goals, mutilating others with their sharp thoughts.
Under pressure I’m just like them. Suddenly my strength startles me, and I withdraw my claws, trying to look kind and harmless.
I want to find the tiger’s power within my mind, the agile muscles and sharp claws, but I don’t want to savage anyone with my thoughts and words.
I want to help and be helped, to be one with everything. I want a gentle growth strategy, I choose a spiritual path, an opening journey towards others.
I want to turn into a vegetarian tiger.
Coaching Corner:
(reflect alone) What happens when you set yourself free? (start dialogue) Who will be the first to notice your inner transformation?
Tales of Renewal 