Wolf Magic

I’ve always admired wolves. From afar. Until I recently had the chance to visit the Sedona Wolf Sanctuary with my husband.

Being inside the wolf enclosure and having wolves roam around and approach me was a magical experience. I got wolf kisses, and I bonded with Larka, the alpha she-wolf. We have a lot in common. Both of us are older females with arthritis.

Larka keeps the pack together. They can’t howl until she says it’s okay to do so. Her story has a happy ending, but it wasn’t always that way. She was abused by a man who previously owned her. She found her mate at the sanctuary, but Dakota sadly died. She almost didn’t survive her loss, and now she has decided to spend her remaining years as a lone wolf, but she still wields strength.

I have a lot of respect for her. She’s a survivor.

I’ve been dealing with a lot of stress and health issues lately, and visiting this mystical place was just what I needed. Along with hanging out with wolves, the group and I performed a sage smudging around a medicine wheel. The wolf sanctuary is situated on a spot with mystical importance to Native Americans, and that feeling was palpable.

My soul has been healed.

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