Today, the sun shines on Ashland and all seems right with the world. It’s a nice reprieve for me from the challenges of life, including the most recent horrors in the wolf world, to focus on the blueness of the sky, the patches of snow left on Grizzly Peak, and the bare branches of the trees that in a few weeks will begin to bud. Spring is invariably hopeful. What would we do without it?
I find myself thinking, as I often do, about my wolf-friends in Idaho, Montana, Oregon, Minnesota, Wisconsin and elsewhere that sacrifice so much of their time and energy in supporting wolves. From what I see, your efforts are truly altruistic. No one is getting rich in the business of wildlife advocacy, at least no one I know. And if anyone is becoming famous, it’s within a very narrow scope of popularity. Rather, you folks are serving something greater than your own needs; you are asserting a voice for wolves, which have no say in the human world.
This speaks of one big difference between wolf-advocates and those who prefer to see wolves die. Those standing up for nature derive nothing to take home, not a pelt to hang on your wall, not a photo of you grinning in front your exploit, not bragging rights to gloat over at the local bar. There is no trophy of any kind to latch onto. Rather than taking, you that work tirelessly to support wolves give; you give of yourselves without expectation of return, other than the return of peace and authenticity in the natural world.
For this, I, millions of others, and the wolves, say Thank You! Perhaps this should be National Wolf Supporters Day! Let us raise a toast for all you have done and will continue to do in this difficult and thankless battle. My hope is that at the end of each day you shut your eyes with the knowledge that you are deeply appreciated and that the good work you do will never be forgotten in the hearts of those who care and in the spirit of the animals whose lives you profoundly influence.