Mmmmm, so beautiful. Being made of bear blood. What a potent remembrance of your belonging to the land and what parts of it are woven within you. My wild self right now is low to the ground. Close to the earth. Huddled close to the fire, deep in her den. Surrendering to winters crisp embrace. Relishing in the feeling of frost on her body. As though I am a deep, reverberating sigh of release.
Mmmmm, so beautiful. Being made of bear blood. What a potent remembrance of your belonging to the land and what parts of it are woven within you. My wild self right now is low to the ground. Close to the earth. Huddled close to the fire, deep in her den. Surrendering to winters crisp embrace. Relishing in the feeling of frost on her body. As though I am a deep, reverberating sigh of release.