THE MOON, THE FOX AND THE THREE THOUGHTS
I have often found the most magical lights in the mountains during this period, when the sun descends towards the winter solstice and then rises again from Christmas onwards. In total silence, I returned to one of the places that I can call home in the Pale San Martino mountain range, aiming for the rising of the full moon.
It was my first winter excursion this year, and I completely underestimated the wait at high altitude in cold temperatures, forgetting to wear a basic thermal layer. In short, just after sunset I felt quite frozen and I decided to put the equipment in the backpack and to start going down.
I should have never done that! The light refracted by the atmosphere painted multi-chromatic hues in the sky with shades of magenta and blue. I ran back to a chosen location with some rocks with green lichens in the foreground, invigorated by my self-produced heat.
Then the moon came out, first illuminating the ridge of the peaks and then popping up into the darkness of the sky.
And after the moon, also a fox arrived, limping and curious. I had already met her in this area, with great strength and resilience she is still here in these conditions, with a severed leg.
She appeared from the dark towards the torchlight. She spontaneously approached me, stared straight into my eyes with a direct and pungent gaze, sweet and self-confident. I looked at myself in those eyes and I read a profound union, maybe just what he wanted to convey to me.
The first thought that crossed my mind was "I am you!". And the second that we are all interconnected, all linked in this tiny blue sphere that whizzes through the cosmos around the sun.
And the third thought went even higher and deeper, towards that consciousness that each one of us has and decides how and how much to listen to it. I want to believe that the time to choose has come for each one of us. The time to step out of the safety of the shadows and declare under the light whether I want to live fully or just survive, whether I choose to dance to the music of life or to conform to what it seems to me as madness accepted as normality.
Thank you for your courage my dear fox, a rare and very contagious talent.