Panthera

I've had a rather enlightening morning. The result of my lying in bed and hearing the word Panthera whispered in my head as the name of my alter ego. I have just immersed myself in the world of the big cats and I am now full of all sorts of trivia about the cats. Reading about them feels a lot like reading about family. I have always had an affinity for the big cats and especially tigers ( Panthera tigris). There is something about these big cats that has always spoken to me. From falling in love with the fearsome Shere Khan in the Jungle Book to loving the cute pair of tiger cubs Sado and Lin at the Animal Orphanage and ofcourse dear old Hobbes.

Even now tigers still speak to me, I remember once when I was pretty frustrated at the airport in Washington tired, sleepy and I not getting much help from the ladies at the check-in counter (staff tickets), I went of to find a place for me to sit and rest for a while and I found myself staring at this billboard that was right in front of me with the words Don't be intimidated, Go on, be a Tiger. I smiled, it was actually a half laugh, and I suddenly felt all energised and cheerful again, I got up and went back to the counter where I was met by a surprsingly helpful lady who promptly checked me in and I was soon well on my way home.

I guess that voice whispering in my head put a name to something I have always known.

Panthera.