Before I start talking about wolves, I must tell you that my husband Paul Dale Roberts and I, did some filming with Facebook and made a local commercial for Facebook. With this article, you will see the Facebook ad on our RT lightrail and even on a billboard. These ads help us considerably in finding paranormal investigations and helping people that have paranormal activity in their home. I also want to mention that Costa Rican Times is a great publication and has helped us get our story out. Thank you Costa Rican Times! Now to the wolves…..
The spirit of the wolf is a very powerful and beautiful symbol. The wolf is the first version of the common dog which has evolved into a loyal companion to humankind. The wolf is an ancient power symbol used for only the noblest spiritual companions. We are all companions to the world of death but what sounds we hear calling us into the afterlife can ignite instinctual fear. The wolf is a tough survivor of the harshest environments on Earth. We should have courage like they do. Their spirits bless us, teach us, and lead us into the wild.
This supernatural entity celebrates this legendary spiritual status with companions and the lights of the full moon because they are among the most ancient stars of the universe. Although the wolf we can see on this Earth plane does not necessarily howl because of the full moon, spiritual legends in history point us to the power that comes when the wolf does howl during this phase. The wolf howling at the full moon is a symbol of ancient beauty, wildness and simple survival in the natural land. There is nothing standing between the Gods and these animals, just life and death.
Montana WolvesThe spirit of the wolf is strong in its physical incarnations as well.
Wolves howl in distances of six-ten miles. This distance is where the wolf’s pack mates do not stray from if they want to hear each other calling. A lone wolf may not be so likely to howl. The gray wolf is the largest of all wolves. The female wolf can weigh 104 pounds and the male can weigh 165 pounds.
The gray wolf is common in Montana. I lived in Montana for the majority of my teenage years. The majority of people that live in the area are those that love hunting, fishing and outdoor recreation. You can imagine for someone that decided to not eat meat at 15, that it was hard to understand. I would walk with my companions through the blizzards and snows in the quiet mountains because it is the most beautiful landscape that you can imagine. It is an ethereal dream.
The silence in the mountains is like a curse upon one who would dare to speak and shatter the spell of the land. You can hear the snow gently falling onto the ground. The sounds are circling, echoing through the valleys for miles. The energy reads feelings like stepping backwards into a primal state of being.
I do not believe in violence, guns on innocence, eating animals and so I would walk quietly through the snow to track animals with someone or just to walk. The land is so inviting that it makes me feel so safe even though it is anything but that. Sometimes I could not stand to watch the killing so I would sit on a fallen tree or walk back the other way for miles to admire the beauty of the place.
One time I had not payed attention to how many steps that I have walked in. Hunters get into these primal modes and there is no switching the instinctual switch off. I walked away alone. I was entranced by this emotional beauty like a graceful and humble warrior. I do have some Apache blood running through my veins and I am answering to the call of the universe.
I kept hearing howling. It is so beautiful to hear wolves howl it takes my breathe away. I also hear a small creek with water flowing and I thought that I had to see it. I have a passion for the sounds of nature and I couldn’t resist the temptations.
As I wandered into the grove of the white pine trees, I saw the stream.
It was filled with the freshest, clearest blue water that you can ever imagine and also a bit of clear and shallow ice. It was running slowly causing gentle waves over pebbles and ice. The howling had seemed to get closer but I was not concerned, because I do not know the natural instincts of wolves.
I wanted to walk back and I moved in my winter clothes back towards where I had come. I glimpsed the pack of wolves standing there through the tree;, the gray and black. They are on the other side of the stream.
They have already known that I was here and they are curious. I know that they can smell the gunpowder on the hunters and none on me. I have my spirit guide there with me too and I think the wolves can sense my energy. I do not want to feel fear because I think an alpha wolf will sense fear. I don’t know if a wolf can eat a person, I don’t want to think about it.
I did not linger too long and I walked around the trees and stream so that I never turned my back to them. I did think that would be disrespectful. I am not afraid, I am stunned. I am as quiet as possible as I leave so that I do not disturb the spell that we were under. They seemed to be entranced by me. Now, they haunt my dreams. They are still calling to me. I can still hear the snow falling gently onto the ice and the perfectly pitched howl that opens up my soul in just one small heartbeat.
All that I can do now is to worship the magic of it all…everything that I had in the past until the moments passed away, until time changed us and we went on as living beings of energy into the future… living on with all the courage that we have, our spirits strengthened and enlightened through beauty and wonder.
Teardrops Of An Angel
A song by: Shooting Star Baby
Every time I start to feel the pain
I numb myself again (x2)
Every time that my heart begins to break
I numb myself again (x2)
CHORUS
And every time I try to turn the clock
Back around
Snow falls down
Circling the ground (echoing the sound on the 2nd time)
Just like the teardrops of an angel
Falling down (coming down 2nd time)
BRIDGE:
So far away (x2)
And all that stands between us is change
Blood And Chocolate Music:
Red Riding Hood Movie Music Soundtrack:
Fantasy Music Box:
The spirit of the wolf is a mysterious dream. I can grasp it in my hands for only a short while, like the changing of the moon, the tides and life. It is a beautiful omen from the Gods saying that I do exist now, I am and have always been all around you and I will never leave you.
Can you hear the spirit of the wolf calling to you?
It is a wild, fierce, beautiful dream that I have.
My wolf dreams…February 13, 2012
It was night outside and I was running around wild. I passed a building that said: “Full Moon Rising.” and “Howling.” and there was a picture of a werewolf on it . I kept telling myself I was going to meet a werewolf.
I passed that building on a night that was a full moon. I had two other female friends with me. We went into this trailer and it was a redheaded man who lived there, about my age (25) and he made the three of us lay with our necks exposed on our knees on the couch and then he told me to get up, I was chosen. He took off his clothes and said to take off mine.
He kept touching me… I went into the bathroom and started to peel off my pants, I didn’t know whether to take them off or keep them on. They started to become bloody because I was mutilating myself. I ran outside and I never saw him again. It was morning outside and a big woman gave me a ride in her new car. Anyways, the whole time I knew the wolf was out there, trying to get me.
May 14, 2012
I dreamed that dinosaurs were supposed to be outside roaming so, I stayed inside. It is night. There was a giant wolf sitting inside of my house with me.
March 18, 2013
I dreamed that there was a huge black wolf running beside me in an open field. He encouraged me to run more.
March 24, 2014
I had a dream that I was running through a sunny field with yellow daisies. There was a slight breeze, and as I looked to my right there was a black wolf, very tall, running besides me. Beautiful.
April 17, 2014
I dreamed about Game of Thrones the t.v. show. I dreamed about the part where there was a tree in the wintered woods with red leaves and a grey timber wolf beneath. I dreamed that the wolf turned into a blonde young lady. I dreamed that there was orange and black and pink dragons flying in the sky and they would turn like the trails behind shooting stars into celestial objects. The orange and black one turned into the sunset.
The other ones turned into pieces of mountaintops and cloud rainbows formed everywhere and they were so vivid.
June 27, 2014
I dreamed of a place that was dark like the color of a deep blue ocean.
The seals on my eyes were broken and my tears came loose because I cried the entire time. I dreamed that it was a silver tree without leaves and grey rocks. A grey wolf was watching me and it snarled at me. It ate two people. The watchman and a young girl. Her corpse was inside a house with beautiful wooden stairs. There was two rooms upstairs her body was on the right, to the left was my ex boyfriend. I went downstairs to try and cook green beans a and burritos, which I overcooked and than I spilled ranch everywhere, like on a chair made with fabric covered in plastic and then his family awoke and I was really scared.
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Romulus and Remus
Romulus and Remus is an ancient legend about the wolf’s divine intervention to the founding of Rome. Romulus and Remus are twin brothers. The twins were bore by their mother, Rhea and the God of Mars.
Once they were born, their mother, the Queen was forced to part with them and the King set them out upon the Tiber river. A she-wolf found the two babies down the river and raised the twins. Once they were strong enough, they took back the throne. Romulus mysteriously disappeared and it is my theory that he did so because he is a werewolf.
Werewolf
A werewolf or a Lycanthrope is a man that is also a wolf. During the early fifteenth and sixteenth centuries in Switzerland and Europe in the seventeenth and eighteenth, people were hunted like witches and killed for being a werewolf. In ancient Greek mythology, a man named Herodotus claimed that a tribe of people called Neuri, transformed into wolves for several days during the year. Werewolves are said to feed on recently buried corpses.In Armenian folklore, a woman can be condemned to take the form of a wolf for seven years in order to purge her sins.
What A Wolf Has
Poetry by Deanna
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Werewolf bondage
Wild and fierce
Phantom lineage
No home and no rest
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Still fighting the pain
Growing stronger
Like the moon
Loyal and untamed
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Howling in the rain
Wet sky storm on my cheeks
Red rainbows bleed
For weeks
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And tomorrow I will
Have to say goodbye
To the moon and sun
My companions
All over again
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The spirit of the wolf is unbreakable, untamable, and impossible to ignore. A wolf has a primal power that can lead us into impossible directions in our lives. Just when you thought that you couldn’t survive a minute longer, the spirit of the wolf reminds you that it has gone on in beauty, against indescribable odds of nature and so can you. The wolf who owns nothing, is not greedy, is powerful and yet noble for the sake of the world of the Gods. The wolf who desires nothing but to love and survive.
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So do I…
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson – Watcher of the Wolves
