A simple short video of a Rook – or it could be a Crow – that decided to build it’s nest in our garden. It got hold of a cushion from one of our garden chairs … and used the natural fibre stuffing! Nowadays, we keep our garden cushions safely indoors when we are not using them. I hope you enjoy this. Love, Katy.
Devour and savour the ‘Memories of Wolves: Wolf Rain – Shamanic Initiation’. A deep and vivid poem that leads you into the memories of the wild wolf. Read and enjoy.
Love, Katy.
My muzzle scents rushing blood, Carpeting the snow red, Fangs of the Puma. Tore me apart seeking my heart. Wolves snarling circling, My brothers howl at Mother Moon, To light the forest's dark tomb, Ragged wounds pump scarlet terror. They lay their teeth on my flesh, Lifting me in soft jaws, Clawed paws crunch through stars, To the lair of Grandfather Bear. Mother nuzzles, prods me Into a nest of rancid hide, Her muzzle snuffles death-filled slashes, Pale eyes in white fur stare into my heart. Black lips part and her tongue Staunches blood, from torn side, Ripping off rotting flesh, Sisters join her. washing, healing, Cooling my dream-filled fever. They nestle around, beside, above me, Not one inch of my flesh is left alone. In delirium I groan and sleep to the beat Of their protective hearts. Three days pass full of pain, Brothers, sisters, cubs and love. I arise healthy again, strong, But long for my own. I leave their care, their safety Travelling to the clearing by the lake. There my brothers shake in horror, and relief, I smile with black painted lips. Showing sharp pointed teeth. ‘I return from the Dream Quest, Blessed by the Great Ancestor. Brother Puma tore apart my ignorant heart, Sister Wolf sucked it whole again Filling my new body With Grandfather Wisdom. Now I return as the Shaman, Wolf Rain. Tonight around the fire I will tell you of my terror, I will tell you of my Memories of Wolves Copyright: Katy Walters
Another short, happy, video as the two squirrels return … with three pals. Hubby, leaning precariously over a coffee table, managed to capture their antics on video without scaring them away. One of the squirrels was obviously the dominant one, and chased away the others should they get too close to their tasty treats. I used the same uplifting music as before. I hope this brightens up your day!
Please visit my website, where you will find information about all of my books plus a gallery of my paintings and photos. Love, Katy.
A short, happy, video of squirrels and pigeons enjoying tasty treats in our garden. Hubby and I love watching the antics of the birds and animals that often visit. It is wonderful how they get along – as long as there’s enough food for all of them. Sometimes, the squirrels stand outside our patio doors, as if waiting to come in.
Please visit my website, where you will find information about all of my books plus a gallery of my paintings and photos. Love, Katy.
