Mother of Nature talks with her kin, Stone Person, Wild Flower, and Wolf are her friend. ~ Jamie Sams, The 13 Original Clan Mothers Greetings, Sister. It has been some time since WAW has peered Her head out of the den. With Winter’s snow and darkness, we have been bundling up and resting with the … More The Wolf Moon
This month, we present Elena Rego as Woman As Wolf- an Everyday Woman, Extraordinary Things. Elena Rego is a writer committed to creating work that highlights conscious living where it applies to Life Design, Feminist Spirituality and Food. A digital nomad, she works from wherever she may be in the world and writes for various publication online including, … More Everyday Woman, Extraordinary Things: Elena Rego
Dear Sister, Several years ago I had a dream where I was walking alongside my Sister in the desert and, in the distance, saw something move. When I realized what it was, I started running towards it, and the Wolf, in turn, ran towards me. I could hear my Sister’s voice in the background, begging me to be careful, as the … More Seeing Red
Since we started Woman As Wolf, we’ve kept our eyes on a few Women who we think rise above and beyond- a Woman who stands out to our Souls as embodying Woman As Wolf- Everyday Woman, Extraordinary Things. This is a Woman with a story that must be shared. Every Woman is amazing in her own way, and we want to honor … More Everyday Woman, Extraordinary Things: Kimmi Kraus
Greetings Sister~ Since the passing of my Grandmother, I have received several emails with words of support for this delicate time of transition. Thank you to everyone who has expressed their Love. As I shared in an earlier post, I have been in an altered state of being- perhaps what an out of body experience … More It’s Okay to Receive.
“It was a human head, severed at the neck, but fresh and unfaded as if but newly dead. It bore the features of a woman – of a woman of more perfect loveliness than was ever told of in tale, or sculptured in marble, or painted on canvas. Every feature, every line was of the … More The Pens of Victorian Ladies
Greetings, Sister. Many Moons ago, I wrote a poem with the line: my exquisite broken heart bleeds everywhere Little did I know when I wrote that, that years later, I would be experiencing grief on a level that I had never felt before. At the time, this was meant for a break-up, as I was … More My Exquisite Broken Heart