when i was little, i was at the zoo (probably in chicago) with my grandfather. on the walk from the parking lot to the entrance, he asked what my favorite animal is. i somehow hadn’t thought about it before. on the fly i said the giraffe is my favorite. it has remained so (perhaps because i am so fiercely loyal), although there are many animals that capture my affection. dolphins, cats of all kinds, seals, sea lions, walruses, horses…i could go on. and on. i love all the animals, maybe that’s why i hadn’ t chosen a favorite before that moment. i didn’t know i needed to.
i bought a set of medicine cards a year or so ago. in it are a few blanks where you can name an animal of your choice. of course i chose giraffe for one of them.
as it turns out, giraffes symbolize grace. one source says it is divine in origin and represents the indispensable gift for development, improvement, and expansion of one’s character. the ability to rise above the negative events of time.
did my little 4-year old self intuit this? the giraffe just suits me. perfectly.