Years ago I practiced yoga and we learned an exercise called the “lion” where we all growled. I thought it seemed silly at the time, but it also felt great letting yourself growl. So perhaps howling is much like growling.
The tones and movement of your picture and words are pure emotion. With your desire for howling, it reminded me to Women Who Run with the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola.
Oh yes, I read that years ago. The wolf is my favorite animal and I’ve always felt a connection to the “howl”. The coyotes out west howl magnificently at night. Although we have a lone coyote here in my woods right behind my house, I have never heard him howl and suspect the neighbors would be even more alarmed to hear him howl than to hear me howl.
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Bet you can! 😉
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Years ago I practiced yoga and we learned an exercise called the “lion” where we all growled. I thought it seemed silly at the time, but it also felt great letting yourself growl. So perhaps howling is much like growling.
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Stunning photo that complements your wild poem. 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Welcome 😀
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But you can!
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You are right, I can. My neighbors might be a little put off, but frankly, that’s never phased me.
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The tones and movement of your picture and words are pure emotion. With your desire for howling, it reminded me to Women Who Run with the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola.
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Oh yes, I read that years ago. The wolf is my favorite animal and I’ve always felt a connection to the “howl”. The coyotes out west howl magnificently at night. Although we have a lone coyote here in my woods right behind my house, I have never heard him howl and suspect the neighbors would be even more alarmed to hear him howl than to hear me howl.
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😀
The idea of having coyotes howling outside amazes me 💛
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I do sometimes, even without bestia for accompaniment.
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Well done!
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