I’m also with my best friend. She’s an amazing soul just coming out of her own flames of 2012 and while her transformation is on-going, she’s come so veryvery far. I look upon the challenges she has faced in this past year and I couldn’t be more proud of her. Her perseverance inspires me and helps me to believe that I too can find that strength.
A little back story: My girlfriend loves wolves. She has for as long as I've known her. It’s no wonder she fell in love with the Haliburton forest as there is a wolf centre there. A research centre, it plays home to nine wolves. Not quite wild, but definitely not tame as they roam a 15 acres area.
New Years Day vandals cut the fences surrounding the compound. Four of the nine wolves left the compound. One of those poor souls was shot by a poacher. It’s terrible news in a small wolf-loving community. The race is on to bring the wolves home and every day that passes makes the dream of a reunited pack seem ever more distant.
But the point of this back story is to share my moment of the day with some perspective. Today we awoke earlier as we were considering a morning of snowshoeing. Instead, we were a bit lazy and leisurely enjoyed our coffees before finishing up some laundry. Laundry is in the basement. But in this home one needs to go outside to get to the basement. This meant putting on your boots and parka and trekking down the outdoor stairs.
Thank goodness for this oddity! For had we not trekked outside early in the morning, we wouldn’t have see the WOLVES tracks. There were two sets of tracks quietly being dusted over with the fresh snowfall. They came down the driveway. Stopped and explored my car, then my friends car. It looked as though one set of tracks went clockwise around the house and the other went counter-clockwise around the house.
This energy comes off of yesterday, where the original vandalism story was shared and a new friend who feels he is “Man of Wolf” entered our lives. He included us in HIS pack. Given that my girlfriend and I had been inducted into his pack, why couldn’t we have been “circled” into this wolf pack as well!
Either way, whatever you believe, there was no denying that over the past two days there was a heavy wolf spirit around us. For me, it was eye-opening and an experience I’ll never forget. For my friend, I think she found home.
Moments of exploring totems and spirit guides.
Moments of watching a friend find her path.
