Black Wolf Lover

As I begin to write this, a bluebird lands on a branch of the red birch outside my window.

Bonnie and I attended Victoria’s morning dream group at the IASD conference last week. On the first day, I shared the Black Wolf dream I had in Glastonbury. The next day, another woman shared a wolf dream. And the next day, a third wolf dream arose. Then I had this short dream, which I also shared:

I am with my Black Wolf. I stroke his beautiful, pearly teeth. White fangs. We are in love.

I worked this dream sequence throughout the conference. A tarot technique taught by a woman named Athena was especially helpful. The cards I pulled for that reading were the Sun, Lovers, Heirophant and Hanged Man. The deck I chose was The Enchanted Tarot. In Victoria’s group, I connected my first dream to the Strength card, where the maiden gently opens the jaws of the lion. Athena said the lion’s jaws are the opening to the rabbit hole. The Hanged Man is that psychedelic rabbit hole experience. My time in Glastonbury was the most shamanic of my life. It seems a confirmation of this happened when I entered the Anaheim hotel elevator (going down!) with the famous Stanley Krippner, whose lecture on shamanism I attended. Stanley told me my dress was beautiful and “ethnic.”

07.03.2017: A video appears on my YouTube app about a black wolf named Romeo. He lived in Juneau, Alaska and loved to play with the local dogs. He even had his own toys that he would bring to the park. I feel like my second dream, perhaps even my first, was about Romeo. Is he my spirit guide?