WALKING WITH WHITE WOLF

This is the journal of my love affair with a special entity called White Wolf. And yes, it has been a true connecting of the heart energies and love in the purest sense of the word.

I began the journey without realizing that something momentous had even happened. I get a bit like that, the universe has to come right out and hit me between the eyes for the message to get through.

My younger sister had a dream which lead to a wonderful reality and learning experience for her, some deep painful lessons which she would have side stepped had she foreseen the outcome.

In the dream our mother, who has passed into spirit, came to her home bringing a huge white wolf and a crystal with her. She was also in a wheel chair.

From this Theresa opened a crystal shop called White Wolf Dreaming, which brought new energies to her self and the community.

Before a visit to the area in the remote North West of Oz, I made a medicine shield; I thought for her, silly me! I painted with chalks on leather, a face of a White Wolf and surrounded him with crystals and crow feathers. The family has called me crow all of my life.

On the evening of the full moon in Carnarvon, together we put up the circle and danced up the wolf energy, it was amazing and we ended howling for nearly an hour. We could smell the odour of male wolf in heat; feel the hot panting breath on our skin. He was real and touchable only not visible - yet!

This was to be the beginning of a learning journey that opens many doors and realities; one would have run fast - if foreseen.

The following day began the one to one communication. I have always been able to use automatic writing to my advantage. But this time I was not in control. I feel pushed into writing and this the message received.

"I am White Wolf and I am here to guide your path of learning now and in the future. Yeah right I thought, "what the hell is happening here"?

He went on to write of family and laughed that I had thought crow to be a name of family when it was a name of spirit and would be a path of my learning.

This was a light, teasing introduction to a life changing live absorbing connection with spirit. Many truths had to be faced and worked through following this connection, the shop closed and my sister's marriage partner moved on another. My life moved on to releasing and dealing with conro lisus.

I worked many times in writing with him and oft times would hear his voice at the edge of my reality. Sometimes I thought, this is crazy stuff, folk get locked up for this stuff but then, what the heck, I like him.

This I now know to have been a time of my becoming comfortable and trusting of his energy and his gently testing and teasing to see how far he could push just yet.

Into my life came new channels of learning. We attended a psychic fair and guess what - native drummers! I was in heaven.

Walter the leader came to me and offered a drum healing. Why me out of the whole room to choose from? Yes guess who was waiting to chat? To deepen a contact and reel the fish in just a touch more, white wolf himself!

It was simply the most awakening experience I felt at one with the drumbeat it became a living vibrating part of me; there was no space where the drum and I became one. We simply were, and there, dancing in all his glory an image of a warrior in full splendour, vigorous alive a pulsing real person dancing around and within my being.

First thought was wow this one's gorgeous, isn't he meant to be old and wise to which I felt deep rolling laughter echo around the hall. The connection was deep and loving I had been with him all of my livings and he with me. It was like coming home.

Returning to safety. Nevertheless, a little scary as in hey what is next? Where is this leading me? However, as for the drums, I was hooked more than I realized.

That illumination was yet to come.