"There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic. "

Anais Nin

Book of days

  on the fifth night i was tired, so I rested by the fire...the moon was full...I could hear howls and songs, and suddenly I realized dozens of women and wolves were with me...
what happened that night I can't tell you now, I need words , colors and time...
the following day I was ready to go on, my legs were so light and my body so young...I could walk easily high above the mesa, and the desert...I knew I was going to meet her...somewhere La Loba  was waiting for me...

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