#earthwisdom

I’ve been feeling how out of sync we’ve become with the Earth. We’re living by a clock that doesn’t account for that. The calendar tells us it’s time to move on, to reset, to start fresh even when the body is still shedding. Even when something hasn’t finished moving through us yet. We force ourselves to keep pace with a system that was never built for our nervous systems, or for women, or for anything cyclical. The Gregorian calendar is efficient, sure but it’s disconnected from nature, from the Earth, from the way the body actually processes change.

via: @stella.porta (Instagram)

You weren't imagining it.

Your connection to the wolf is older than any story you were taught.

For more than 30,000 years, humans and wolves evolved together. We hunted beside them. Moved through darkness with them. Learned social structure, vigilance, and cooperation from them.

Women were part of this.

Archaeology now confirms that big-game hunting, tracking, and night guarding were not "male-only roles." Women interpreted prints, read landscapes, and moved with the same instinctive intelligence that defined wolf packs.

So the bond became "myth".

Across the ancient world, wolves appear as mothers, protectors, guides, and initiators.

Artemis Lykaia. Medeina. The Morrígan. The She-Wolf of Rome...

The wolf was not the enemy. She was the liminal guardian.

And when systems shifted, her image shifted with it.

The guide became the danger.

The protector became the monster.

The wild woman who remembered her instincts became the one to fear.

But the lineage didn't vanish.

It went into dream.

Into bone memory.

Into the quiet hunger women feel when they know they're meant for more than obedience.

If the wolf calls to you, it's because she has always walked with you.

She's not here to threaten you.