Color of the day: Silver Incense of the day: Rose Incense of the day: Rose An unusual park can be found in north-central Indiana. It exists not for the people of the state, but as a preserve for wolves and other wild canines that still roam this industrialized state. On Friday evenings, just before sundown, a guide takes parties out to small hill. There is no light except the Moon's. Everyone stands in silence waiting for the ancient song of the wolves to begin. You may feel you've been holding your breath when finally the first howl of the night is heard echoing from another hilltop. Soon the chorus is picked up by the other wolves, a discordant yet beautiful song. As you raise your head to join the chorus, you may feel a primal stirring inside you. You know without being told that this is an ancient magic. Wolves mate for life, and often will remain in their birth packs unless dominance issues force part of the pack out of the area. In honor of this love and loyalty, the Romans instituted the festival of Lupercalia, or the Festival of the Wolf. Later on the church would rename this festival in honor of St. Valentine. If you want to call out for a mate, or you wish to strengthen your bonds with your present partner or coven, go outside on Lupercalia Eve and raise your voice high in the ancient wolf song. This will help bond you with your partner, and bond all who participate to beautiful Mother Earth. |