‘She runs with wolves’ Do you know what it means?
Today I share an excerpt of my book on Ashley’s bookshelf http://ashleysbookshelf.blogspot.com/ and explain more about the meaning of the expression ‘She runs with wolves.’
‘She runs with wolves’
In the next excerpt you can read about the romantic feelings I have for the shaman Vidar, my dreaming teacher. It describes also a phase of my learning process in which he unfolds more about traveling to the second reality after taking magic mushrooms (named: the entity Mateeë) in a special ceremony which is presented to those who are following the teachings of Totality. And one of the teachings of Totality is the Art of conscious Dreaming, the topic of my book.
”I found it exciting to see how bluntly you took Mateeë.” Vidar throws a kitchen towel over his shoulder, walks toward me and places his hands on the back of his chair.
“Exciting? What do you mean exciting?” Am I mistaken or is he giving me hungry looks.
The other day when we were talking on the phone, I had no reserves when I told him I wanted to continue the training, but now I begin to doubt. Vidar returns to the kitchen counter, takes the mugs of red-hot chai tea, places one on the table in front of me and sits down.
“You might also call it courageous.”
“What do you need courage for?” I ask him annoyed, “It’s part of the training isn’t it? Tell me, what do you mean?” I hardly find myself courageous, rather impulsive, but never without feeling right about something.
“Mateeë taught you during the first encounter the art of the warrior. And the warrior has the attitude of courage and deals with everything as though it’s the most ordinary thing, but you are of a higher level,” he says presumptuous, “to be exact you are one step higher, because you have the courage of a person of knowledge and you only reach that through spiritual bravery.” Vidar goes over it again: “You are past the level of warriors and are still in the stage of early infancy as far as a woman of knowledge is concerned.”
The only courage I can think of is admitting to him earlier on the phone that I have feelings for him, more than I can bear. I finally put my fear of rejection aside. I was whining on the phone, telling him that I found all these feelings extremely confusing, but I was proud of myself that I finally dared to admit it. I can still hear myself say with a trembling, peeping voice, “I have such strong feelings for you!”
It was terrible to have to do, but there was no way around it. After the last session I felt an overwhelming love, my love no longer felt scattered, but glued together like a whole, as though at that moment I knew how love truly feels. Yes, in the end I had faith he would react in a positive way, what would it matter anyway. In the worst case, he would reassure me by saying it was part of the whole process and that things would blow over spontaneously. At best, he would say he shared my feelings.
I felt greatly relieved to hear Vidar requite my feelings. I was in heaven. “Of course,” he said, “we are united on a spiritual level and are part of the same spiritual family.” However, for the time being I had to put my feelings aside, because he was going to visit family at the Southeast Coast of the States for a month. Of course, this trial left every room for doubt. Impatiently I kick the table leg with my foot.
Vidar sits down and watches me radiantly. A warm wave runs through my heart and I abandon my built up reserves. “Are you familiar with the expression ‘she runs with wolves’?” he asks.
“It sounds familiar.”
“It’s important to show your true feelings, like a wolf breaking free from the pack, running across the tundra. The wolves play together and our feelings do the same. ‘She runs with wolves’ is one of the biggest compliments one can get, we need it to get to the second reality. We travel to the second reality through the lines of intent stretching out in front of us. Or it’s actually different,” he corrects himself, “you will see that the second reality comes to you instead of you going there.”
Without any reserve, he says, “It’s important your true feelings are free and are no obstruction.”
I understand our love is definitely no coincidence. I suddenly remember I dreamed about a wolf the other night. From a safe distance, a hunched wolf watches me in a scene of clouded skies and green hills. I do not move, because with every step he will be scared off, I am sure of that. After I have waited patiently and won his trust, he dares me to follow him. He waits for me further down, in a farmyard, underneath the roof of a shed. Very carefully, I come closer until he is ready for me to stroke him and he starts to roll over in the dry grass. Only then, I see it is a male.
Read the first chapter: http://www.dreamshield.nl
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The Sorcerer’s dream, an initiation into the sorcerer’s world and mastering conscious dreaming.
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