Wolf Blessing

I just returned from a week in wolf country in Arizona and New Mexico. To my delight I saw lots of wild life and many Bald and Golden Eagles and hawks while camping on the Earth and walking on the land. 

But as always I was most touched, blessed and inspired by a visit from a member of the New Mexican Gray Wolf wild canid family. The day was coming to a close when I felt the distinct and unmistakable "call of the wild" as I have named it. It is an inner knowing that is deep and instinctual, a feeling in my body that draws me close to the pack so to speak and calls me home. As always, I heeded that calling and went in the direction that it came from. 

I crossed a rocky field and went by a stock tank, watched the clouds on the horizon and saw the first signs of sunset. When I came to the hill that is divided by barbwire my eyes had been accustomed to dusk coming over the land. They had sharpened their vision from being out on the land and were used to discerning the tiniest movement from anywhere in my visual field. 

Hence they detected the grass moving straight ahead of me and honed in on the creature that had caused that movement: unmistakably a Mexican Gray Wolf. His size, loping gait, coloring and the curious gaze with which he greeted me, completely unafraid and unperturbed gave him away. After he had determined that I was not a threat to him and after he surely must have detected my delight and awe over his appearance he walked on by, from one side of my visual field clear to the other. I followed him with my eyes for as long as I could and sent him my love and prayers for his survival in the wild.

That night, while sleeping under the stars that shone right above my head he blessed me once again with his presence on the mountain. This time it was his song calling me. It implored me to be like him: fearless, curious, graceful, present and in-tune with my instinctual nature. 

I got the message and resolved to keep telling the wolves’ story of beauty and grace, of connectedness to each other and strong family ties. Of the danger of them becoming extinct on this planet. And of the mountain void of their singing at night if that happens.

I will use my words to do so and I will double my efforts to complete the film about them that I am working on in the near future. I owe it to them for all that they have given me. It is the least I can do to help keep them here on this earth with us. There is enough space for all of us on this planet. And we all belong in the Web of Life.

Sunset over Wolf Country, February 2011

 

 

 

Comments

[Kristine von Denffer]

Thank you for your fine writing about the Wolf Country!

[Wolf Talk]

Thank you, Kristine! I am glad that you are a member of the pack...