Selkywolf is my alter ego and I
feel I would be remiss in not
including my own story of three
of my beloved pets. It's a long
story over eighteen years...a
fascinating time in the life of
my family. I'll leave my Den's
link below in case you wish to
find out more of Brother Wolfs'
story and of his plight.
This story is ©Selkywolf's Den
and may be used only with written
permission.

~Selky aka Lady Hawk~




A healthy woman is much like a wolf -
strong life force, life-giving,
territorily aware, intuitive and loyal.
Yet separation from her wildish nature
causes a woman to become meager, anxious,
and fearful.

With the wild nature as ally and teacher,
we see not through two eyes only,
but through the many eyes of intuition.
With intuition we are like the starry night,
we gaze at the world through a thousand eyes.
The wild nature carries the medicine for
all things.

She carries stories, dreams, words and songs.
She carries everything a woman needs to
be and know.

She is the essence of the female soul...

  It does not mean to lose one's primary
socializations. It means quite the opposite.
The wild nature has a vast integrity to it.
It means to establish territory, to find
one's pack, to be in one's body with
certainty and pride, to speak and act in
one's behalf, to be alert, and to find
what one belongs to. It means to rise
with dignity, to proceed as a powerful
being who is friendly but never tame.

The Wild Woman is the one who thunders
in the face of injustice. She is the one
who keeps a woman going when she thinks
she's done for.

She is intuition, far-seer, deep listener,
and she is loyal heart. She thrives on
fresh site, and self-integrity.

Where can you find her?
She walks in the deserts, cities, woods,
oceans, and in the mountain of solitude.
She lives in women everywhere; in
castles with queens, in the boardrooms,
in the penthouse, and on the night bus to
Brownsville.

Whether you are possessed of a simple
heart or the ambitious, whether you are
trying to make it to the top or just make
it through tomorrow, the wild nature
belongs to you.

She lives in a faraway place that breaks
through to our world. She lives in the
past and is summoned by us. She is in
the present. She is in the future and
walks backward in time to find us now.

Without us, Wild Woman dies. Without
Wild Woman, we die. Para Vida, for true
life, both must live.


© Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Ph.D.

 




I've always been a Wild Wolf Woman, or
so my loved ones tell me. There's a
very good explanation for that....
I invite you now to share the story
of my very own pack of eighteen years.
The "fearsome threesome" as we affectionately
called them; the "terrific trio".....
my "boys".....my friends......my guardians...
my pack .....my "Spirit Wolves".







Midi: "Sky Dog" - "Seer" CD
©Elan Michaels





For lovely custom-made graphics, please
contact my sister-friend. You'll be
glad you did! Please do not take these graphics
they were made especially for me by
Angela for My Spirit Wolves!
Wa-Do Sister-Friend!
Background & Graphics ©Selkywolf's Den

Of special note: any pictorial
representations of the boys have been
found on the web. It would scar my
soul to see their likenesses as an
award or plaque...I know you'll understand!

Wa-do.....Selky



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