24/11/2025
She is running, running fast on four deft feet. Her nose leads her. Ears twitching. With her lean body and her bushy red tail, she is a blur of red-gold as she follows the trail of a rabbit. But then her sharp nose picks up another track. Human. She is not sure why, but in an instant, she changes track. Then she sees him, a man with an arrow pulled back. His aim is true as he hits the rabbit. Hmmm, she thinks, he likes rabbit too....
And so begins the story of the Fox Woman and the Hunter, one of the stories I shared at the Singing Over the Bones workshop Part 2.
Together we placed our deep and beautiful questions on the altar, tucking them under bone and seed, picking up our soul threads.
A Wolf shared an eyelash with us. When we stepped into the clearing Baba Yaga's house on chicken legs turned to face us. Then Baba Yaga herself came circling down in her mortar chariot, laughing, as she stood next to her fence made of bones. You might see on the altar three crucibles, containing three cinders. Hmmmmm...
We shared the wonderment and nourishment of old stories weaving with the current stories of our lives...
May we carry the embers home.
❣️ Anahata
P.S. There will be more Singing Over the Bones workshops in 2026, stay tuned.