Winter, Wolves, Words

I have been dreaming of wolves for the last year or so. My dreams are always vivid. I also have many lucid dreams; dreams where I can control the dream and even where I can re-enter a dream days after having it. All of my stories have come from dreams. Vivid dreams that wake me up at 4am in the morning scrambling for pen and paper to write down what I see in my dream world. But lately there have been two dreams that I keep on having…

One is a dream of wolves and the other is a stirring in my imagination, new scenes in a new story in a new series…

The wolf dream is a favourite and one that I love to return to. I have always believed that if I have a spirit animal, as the native Americans talk about, it is the Wolf. There is something about wolves that call to my soul. So it does not surprise me that for the last year I have been dreaming of wolves. I have been at the crossroads of death and life, grief and joy these last 400 days. Dreaming of the wolves symbolises change, a wandering and roaming both literally and figuratively, a need for freedom and a longing for my pack. I am searching. I am hunting. I am roaming. But I am roaming in the spirit of the Wolf. I am feeling more certain than I have been in a very long time of where I want to be, who I want to be, what I want to write.

  • “When the Wolf appears, either physically, through meditation or through a dream, it’s often a way of telling you that you’re either using your intelligence and instincts well to solve a challenging life situation, or that you’re not using them at all…
  • “The Wolf represents the pathfinder. He is a guide that helps you to discover when you are being misguided, or led correctly, when using your instincts…
  • “When the Wolf shows up in your life, look closely and listen carefully to what your intuition or instincts are telling you…
  • “Wolves are wild animals, they are beautiful creatures of mystery that cannot be domesticated. If a Wolf appears to you in a certain period of your life when you’re in doubt of the changes that are happening, it can be reassuring you that the path you’re taking is the right one, and that you’re being loyal to your instincts. Equally, if the Wolf presents itself in a moment in life where you feel stuck, it might be reminding you that you’re a free wild creature, that you can deviate from whatever path you are currently on and become a ‘lone Wolf’ if necessary in order to pursue your dreams…” | Wolf Spirit Animal

For so much of the last couple of years I have felt like I was ensnared in a world of smoke and fog, at the mercy of circumstances and situations, in a state of reaction rather than action and choices. This last year the smoke and fog turned to a smouldering fire that almost consumed me, leaving me a husk holding ashes in my mouth. Even my dreams abandoned me. There was just an opaque greyness in my dream world that stole the rich vividness I was used to.

But around Autumn, late March in the Southern  Hemisphere, I dreamed of my wolves again. Those dreams started cracking the husk of me open again to find small seeds of new dreams. The ashes in my mouth were still there but now they were softly glowing with forgotten embers of warmth and new sparks of energy. As the world around was turning into russet oranges and rich reds and sun-kissed golds, the embers started waking up.

Now in Winter, with the tree branches stripped bare of all the colours, naked and open to the crisp clean winter air, the embers in my mouth and my soul are glowing brightly and warmly, embracing me in a cocoon of heat, energy and inspiration… Inspiration that is both lighting my current writing path but has also opened a new path in the forests and mountains of my imagination… But more on that in my next post. [Aside: Get used to reading more frequent posts from me here…as the embers start burning away the ashes to make room for new words again…]

So yes I am paying close attention. I’m open, listening with an open heart, and actively looking for new paths from my Pathfinder Wolf…

  • Tell me, What have you been dreaming about lately? Do you believe in spirit animals and what would your animal be? Tell me, What is sparking your inspiration?



One thought on “Winter, Wolves, Words

  1. If it’s animals, I usually dream about very large arachnids. Pretty sure that comes from my childhood in East Africa. But mostly, my dreams somehow work through plot issues I’m having in my writing.

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