I dreamed last night of a black wolf with yellow gold eyes. The dream was longer than I would record here and perhaps the detail not so relevant as the feeling I still have now. The black wolf was such a strong presence who’s eyes were trained on me and my every move. So much so that s/he was somehow intimate to me yet I also felt a wee bit of trepidation. I still see her/him clearly now in my awake time.
I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a black wolf. I have only ever seen and heard of white or gray wolves. And, I am partial to wolves. I googled “black wolf” and it seems that there are in fact black wolves. Mostly it seems in northern Canada. I didn’t really find much more info than this however.
Hmm…still I am compelled to listen now for the black wolf.
I like this, Honey, and I wonder what the wolf was bringing to you. What a lovely gift it was, even if you were so keenly aware of the wolf’s power, that you felt some trepidation. Not a bad thing, eh?
By: Linda on May 20, 2009
at 3:37 pm
I love the feeling that a significant dream can leave, you captured it wonderfully! I don’t think I’ve seen a black wolf either, will go look…
By: Amy on May 21, 2009
at 11:10 pm