Wolf - He haunts the empty stretches of forest and plain, a lean silhouetteglimpsed on a distant ridge, a lonely howl piercing the moonlit night.Wild is Dog's reclusive cousin, who kept to his wild ways after Dogaligned himself with humankind; not for Wolf a warm hearth and tablescraps. Instead, Wolf remained in the wilderness. Only the wild placesare reflected in the keen, honest mirrors of Wolf's eyes. Perhaps thisis why our modern mainstream culture is wary and unsure of Wolf,typecasting him in myths and fables from Little Red Riding hood to theWerewolf as a villain. But when those of us who revere the wild thingslook into those clear eyes, we see the soul of a being much more ablethan ourselves to accept the totality of life, the hard but necessarycycles - birth and death, feast and famine, gain and loss - of which alllife is made. And when the sun is just right, or the moon is full, wemay catch a glimpse in those eyes of our own frightened faces andrealize how little we know of the world's grit. Wolf has much to teachus if we have the courage to learn
