A Fond Memory: Put to Bed By His Wolf
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qosI'm just about back to normal, energy-wise. I'm grateful for my Wolfling, who oversaw the dinner I got started and hacked off several nice, juicy pieces of rotisseried pork loin and brought them to me while I was finishing up my phone conversation with my teacher. I've been chilling out with a splash of vodka in my soda, and the approach of bedtime suddenly reminded me of one of my earliest unusual experiences involving LM. . .
While I feel spiritual resonance with certain animals (bear, panther, hawk, owl) I can't say that I'm intimately acquainted with any of them in the spirit realm. This is in distinct contrast to LM who had -- and has -- two sets of very specific allies. One of these is a pair of wolves.
Early in our relationship, while we were still living hundreds of miles away from each other, we had allowed a phone conversation to go later than it should have, given my get-up-for-work time. I wanted to stay on the phone, but LM very firmly said that no matter how much we both wanted to keep talking, I needed to go to bed. In fact, he was about to end the call, and he was instructing me to go to bed immediately afterward. (No, he didn't technically have the authority to do that, but that didn't always stop him from giving orders.)
We said goodbye, but instead of getting up to go to bed immediately, I continued to recline on the couch, savoring the memory of the conversation (which had been extremly hot and sensuous). I really didn't want to get up and go to bed.
Suddenly I had the distinct perception of a large wolf standing next to the couch looking at me expectantly. I blinked. He was still there. Then I 'heard' him say: The Boss said you were supposed to go to bed.
I stared.
I am not being told to go to bed by my lover's spirit wolf.
Am I?
The wolf remained stubbornly within my perceptions. Next thing I knew, he had taken my hand in his mouth and was tugging it. The Boss said you were supposed to go to bed, he repeated, more firmly.
I was both amused and a trifle miffed that the wolf's tone clearly indicated that in his mind I was equally subject to the authority of "The Boss" and there was no question in his mind that I would obey "our" alpha, just as he was.
It was with a distinct sense of unreality that I got off the couch and went into the bedroom, the wolf keeping my hand in his mouth until he was certain I was going to do as I'd been told. He stuck around until I was actually in bed, then disappeared.
The thought I was just put to bed by LM's wolf kept me awake for quite a while after that.
While I feel spiritual resonance with certain animals (bear, panther, hawk, owl) I can't say that I'm intimately acquainted with any of them in the spirit realm. This is in distinct contrast to LM who had -- and has -- two sets of very specific allies. One of these is a pair of wolves.
Early in our relationship, while we were still living hundreds of miles away from each other, we had allowed a phone conversation to go later than it should have, given my get-up-for-work time. I wanted to stay on the phone, but LM very firmly said that no matter how much we both wanted to keep talking, I needed to go to bed. In fact, he was about to end the call, and he was instructing me to go to bed immediately afterward. (No, he didn't technically have the authority to do that, but that didn't always stop him from giving orders.)
We said goodbye, but instead of getting up to go to bed immediately, I continued to recline on the couch, savoring the memory of the conversation (which had been extremly hot and sensuous). I really didn't want to get up and go to bed.
Suddenly I had the distinct perception of a large wolf standing next to the couch looking at me expectantly. I blinked. He was still there. Then I 'heard' him say: The Boss said you were supposed to go to bed.
I stared.
I am not being told to go to bed by my lover's spirit wolf.
Am I?
The wolf remained stubbornly within my perceptions. Next thing I knew, he had taken my hand in his mouth and was tugging it. The Boss said you were supposed to go to bed, he repeated, more firmly.
I was both amused and a trifle miffed that the wolf's tone clearly indicated that in his mind I was equally subject to the authority of "The Boss" and there was no question in his mind that I would obey "our" alpha, just as he was.
It was with a distinct sense of unreality that I got off the couch and went into the bedroom, the wolf keeping my hand in his mouth until he was certain I was going to do as I'd been told. He stuck around until I was actually in bed, then disappeared.
The thought I was just put to bed by LM's wolf kept me awake for quite a while after that.
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Date: 2009-01-22 05:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-22 05:20 am (UTC)This is a sweet, fun memory, and it makes me feel good to have others enjoy it as well.