The night before last I dreamt of hiding in a cave.

Last night the wolf came. So I ran, then woke up. Fell back asleep and there it was again. This cycle of dreaming, running and waking happened a few times. Finally, the wolf who was behind me, asked if I was planning to spend my time running from it too. Although I was scared, it did not bring absolute terror as the bear had, so I stopped to listen. It taught me that I have been running from the shame of all those years ago with the ex. The tears are flowing out of me now and hopefully those feelings I've been holding on to will be washed away with those tears. Even in this sad place, I am grateful for the gentle visit from the wolf.

The next Sweat will be to give thanks. I will pass tobacco into the fire for my ex who contacted me in kindness and pray that he will receive kindness in return. I will also give thanks for sending the photo that helped open up the door to my subconscious, so that I would be available to receive this teaching. I will blow my prayers onto the sounds of the drums and attach it to the voices that accompany them so that they may be heard.

Myscomyinganeekway - Red Wolf Woman.