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Peace... Begins at Home: Women Who Run with the Wolves

If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman… have faith… there is yet time. - Clarissa Pinkola Estés Women Who Run with the Wolves

The modem woman is a blur of activity. She is pressured to be all things to all people. The old knowing is long overdue.
The title of this book. Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype, came from my study of
wildlife biology, wolves in particular. The studies of the wolves Canis lupus and Canis rufus are like the history of women, regarding both their
spiritedness and their travails.
Healthy wolves and healthy women share certain psychic characteristics: keen sensing, playful spirit, and a heightened capacity for devotion. Wolves and
women are relational by nature, inquiring, possessed of great endurance and strength. They are deeply intuitive, intensely concerned with their young, their
mates, and their pack. They are experienced in adapting to constantly changing circumstances; they are fiercely stalwart and very brave.
Yet both have been hounded, harassed, and falsely imputed to be devouring and devious, overly aggressive, of less value than those who are their
detractors. They have been the targets of those who would clean up the wilds as well as the wildish environs of the psyche, extincting the instinctual, and
leaving no trace of it behind The predation of wolves and women by those who misunderstand them is strikingly similar.
So that is where the concept of the Wild Woman archetype first crystallized for me, in the study of wolves. I've studied other creatures as well, such as
bear, elephant, and the soul-birds—butterflies. The characteristics of each species give abundant metaphoric hints into what is knowable about the feminine
instinctual psyche.
The wild nature passed through my spirit twice, once by my birth to a passionate Mexican-Spanish bloodline, and later, through adoption by a family of
fiery Hungarians. I was raised up near the Michigan state line, surrounded by woodlands, orchards, and farmland and near the Great Lakes. There, thunder
and lightning were my main nutrition. Cornfields creaked and spoke aloud at night. Far up in the north, wolves came to the clearings in moonlight, prancing
and praying. We could all drink from the same streams without fear.
Although I did not call her by that name then, my love for Wild Woman began when I was a little child. I was an aesthete rather than an athlete, and my
only wish was to be an ecstatic wanderer.
Rather than chairs and tables, I preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places I felt I could lean against the cheek of God.
The river always called to be visited after dark, the fields needed to be walked in so they could make their rustle-talk. Fires needed to be built in the

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    If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman… have faith… there is yet time. - Clarissa Pinkola Estés Women Who Run with the Wolves

    If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman… have faith… there is yet time. - Clarissa Pinkola Estés Women Who Run with the Wolves