What is your favorite animal?
When asked about my favorite animal,
I don’t look outward.
I listen inward.
Somewhere between my silences and my courage,
an animal lives
not tamed, not loud,
just aware.
It doesn’t chase attention.
It waits, watches,
and knows when to move.
That is my favorite animal.
The one I am still becoming.
It carries the patience to endure,
the instinct to protect,
and the wisdom to retreat when needed.
It understands that strength is not always forward motion,
and survival is not always resistance.
Some days, it teaches me to be gentle
to stay grounded, to give without fear.
Other days, it reminds me to stand firm,
to draw quiet boundaries and honor my space.
It is many animals, not one.
A shared inheritance of instincts
each emerging when life asks for it.
I do not name it,
because naming would limit it.
I let it evolve with me.
Learning, unlearning, adapting.
Becoming braver in silence,
and softer in strength.
And so, my favorite animal
is not something I admire from a distance.
It walks with me,
breathes with me,
and grows
as I do.
“My favorite animal is not one I choose it is the quiet instinct within me, still learning how to live.”
—Rajeshwari 💕
• inner animal • quite becoming • self awareness