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  • howl
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  • To create a more benevolent human presence on earth paradoxically we might need a more fierce, bestial, feral and wild presence on earth. We might need to connect with our animal senses and the wild Gods and Goddesses and beasts which live around us and inside us. We may need to cry out voluptously in grief, to leap up in exquisite untamed celebration or to assert ourselves with renegade ferocity. We may need to express the strange mythical powers behind our body symptoms and social problems if we are to find wholeness.
  • spending the afternoon with death
  • beautiful animals

Recent Comments

Finn's avatarFinn on something wilder
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on wolf’s heart
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on star witness
Aliina VanKersen's avatarAliina VanKersen on the truth is out there…
Spiritwolf's avatarSpiritwolf on struggle

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you can try to just paint over your old walls ignore those familiar feelings but when you wander the memory … Continue reading memories of a yellow house

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the appearance of beauty cannot be described no words just like her walked out of the gate so fated fatally … Continue reading no words

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