For as long as I can remember I’ve always gone for long drives when my mind suffered unrest. The calm of the road is something that’s always soothed me. It’s a place where my thoughts are free and my mind can be clear. On one particular evening during a difficult transitional time in my life, I rode along in the dark hours of the night. As the world slept, I wove between the mountains endlessly. Pondering my course and the decisions before me, in my high beams I saw this shadow dart across the road. I began to slow down as it ran back and forth, bobbing in and out of the grass. I came closer and I saw it, in the passenger side view mirror, run behind my car.
I slowed down as not to hit whatever it was and look to see what I could see. Over to my left, it came around the rear of my vehicle and to my surprise I saw a beautiful red fox running along side me. He looked up, right at me, and our eyes met. I kept looking away to keep my eyes on the road but each time I looked down there he was, looking directly into my eyes. He ran with me for what seemed like forever, running and playing, before he darted of into the night.
He was beautiful. Stunning. The fox has always been one of my favorite creatures. I feel like he came to bless me and remind me that all was not lost and the road I traveled was full of coming surpises and delights.
My life has certainly been full of surprises and delights.
