16/01/2026
The bridge between worlds. Not alone 🫶Knowing the dark makes the light the most welcome. When it isn't easy, doing the next right step, the next wholesome act, the next loving action. 🙏🪽In the present,I honour the past and lay foundations for healing. Ripples of love out to the cosmos. 🙏
When the Wolf Remembers
I was born between shadows and snow,
where night and dawn share one breath.
Half of me learned silence from the dark,
half learned mercy from the light.
The ancestors did not teach me words—
they taught me listening.
To the wind that carries old names,
to the leaves that fall like prayers
from trees older than memory.
They said:
You are never one thing.
In my black eye lives the fire of survival,
the hunger that keeps the people alive
when the world turns its back.
In my white eye sleeps the moon,
gentle and watching,
holding grief without breaking.
Feathers brush my face—
not as ornaments,
but as reminders.
Each one a promise whispered
by those who walked before me:
Do not forget who you are.
I am the wolf who walks between worlds,
guardian of the threshold,
keeper of balance.
I carry the songs of the old ones
in my chest,
beating like a drum beneath my fur.
When you stand lost in your own divided heart,
call my name without sound.
I will come in dreams,
in quiet courage,
in the moment you choose compassion
without surrendering strength.
Because the sacred path
has always required both:
the dark that teaches endurance,
and the light that teaches love.
And when the last leaf falls,
and the stars remember your face,
you will know—
You were never alone.
Artist and storyteller: Aurelia Moon
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