Sorry for missing last week.
working hard for everything to make a bunch of sense and cents
Today I wanna talk about WOLVES.
I’m always talking about women and moons and things of that nature bc its so cool with such endless dialogue
today I also wanna talk about LONE WOLVES
There’s this book that I feel like every extraordinary woman will come across in their lifetime entitled Women Who Run With the Wolves.
It’s like I always see it on certain types of people’s bookshelves.
I myself have procured it at least twice and I feel like I’m always reading it
feels like a bible of sorts.
Some quotes that may give you an idea of its context:
The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.
Asking the proper question is the central action of transformation- in fairy tales, in analysis, and in individuation. The key question causes germination of consciousness. The properly shaped question always emanates from an essential curiosity about what stands behind. Questions are the keys that cause the secret doors of the psyche to swing open.
In mythos and fairy tales, deities and other great spirits test the hearts of humans by showing up in various forms that disguise their divinity. They show up in robes, rags, silver sashes, or with muddy feet. They show up with skin dark as old wood, or in scales made of rose petal, as a frail child, as a lime-yellow old woman, as a man who cannot speak, or as an animal who can. The great powers are testing to see if humans have yet learned to recognize the greatness of soul in all its varying forms.
to be fair, i’m currently not even reading this book; I can’t form my brain around what I’m actually reading at the moment. But
I really really feel like I should be sharing this right now. My soul tells me to, so I am.
In honor of this book being so touching that I don’t even have to be reading it to be affected I want to share a once unavailable video of my addition to a Thundercat song (shouldn't I just call it a remix? of course not) entitled Lone Wolf and Cub:
it can share the words in my head at the moment a little better than what I can type right now
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