If I was an animal, I would definitely choose to be a snow leopard.
Even though I dislike the cold intensely, as a snow leopard, I would not be bothered because of my warm coat.
Sitting at the top of the world in the Himalayas, I would enjoy a unique vision.
I would see for miles around, miles and miles in fact, and nobody would try to harm me because I would be so remote that almost nobody would be able to find me. I would just come out when I felt like it.
I would leap from rock to rock and take naps for hours at a time when I wasn’t leaping.
As I slept, I would dream of all the big leaps that are coming ahead.
I would leap over troubles.
I would leap over sorrow.
I would leap over past regrets.
There is nothing at all that would hold me back. I could explore anywhere I like.
Crawling on my belly through the snow, I would spy my prey from far away and make easy plans to get it. The goat, the sheep, I would be thankful for them and not wasteful when I made my kill.
Fearless I would be, with no known threats to my being, I would feel comfortable and at ease in myself on all the levels.
I would know I am strong.
I would know I am fleet of paw and mighty of tail.
I would know my coat is the most beautiful coat in the world and perfect for camouflage anytime I wanted to fade into the landscape undisturbed.
At times, I would spend days just walking and admiring the view.
Other days, I would simply delight myself by chasing my tail in circles.
And at night, when others are sleeping, I would simply listen to the stars.
The stars sing if you really listen, and my hearing is so acute I could make out the rhythm and the words, singing along in my heart with great delight.