I'm the first to put my boots in the freshly fallen snow this morning.<\/p>\n
No one else has been here since the snow fell heavily last night. I put one boot toe in front of the other and am preoccupied with the fact that I feel like the only person on this spot on the planet at this moment.<\/p>\n
As I walk, I notice tracks in the snow that don't come from humans. I recognize the characteristic tracks of the hare, the deer and the fox, but what is it \u2013 a track that I don't recognize at first. It has distinct sharp claws.<\/p>\n
I'm counting. There are five, clearly sharp, claws.<\/p>\n
Something in me becomes easily disturbed, and it dawns on me that I am the one visiting someone else's territory.<\/p>\n
What makes a deep impression on me is the feeling of being alone in the land of animals. I catch myself looking over my shoulder. Wasn't there a sound?<\/p>\n
I can kind of sense the eyes of the animals in the area. Maybe I'm disturbing them when I come trudging along in boots and a brightly colored warm jacket. I continue and see that a large animal has cleared a circular area of snow. There they are again. The spurs with claws.<\/p>\n
Is that a badger? Are badgers actually dangerous?<\/p>\n
And what about wolves? What do their tracks in the snow actually look like?<\/p>\n
I'm breathing.<\/p>\n
Trying to sense my body.<\/p>\n
I feel the loneliness of my existence.<\/p>\n
I feel a sense of community with the animals and with the nature I find myself in.<\/p>\n
I think that it may be inevitable to be confronted with being alone.<\/p>\n
Perhaps you too, dear reader, know how to feel loneliness?<\/p>\n
I let my thoughts wander and put boot toe in front of boot toe until I reach the shoreline.<\/p>\n
There is ice on the water. It looks almost green at the water's edge, then turns into blue fjord water and then up to the white sky.<\/p>\n
A slip.<\/p>\n
A break.<\/p>\n
Allows you to fully open up to the vastness.<\/p>\n
Floating with the moment.<\/p>\n
I feel the connection to nature and to our common planet. The Earth.<\/p>\n
I feel the connection to the animals and people who inhabit it.<\/p>\n
I feel a joy in my heart knowing that the hare, the fox, the badger, the deer, the wolves and I can be in this place together.<\/p>\n
Is it possible that something in us humans and animals basically wants each other to be well?<\/p>\n
I hope so.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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