Gray
Wolf
Recovery Project
Nez Perce Tribe
Attn: Volunteer
P.O. Box 1922
McCall, ID 83638
Phone: 208-634-1061
Email: cmack@nezperce.org
Wolf
Project
Report 2003.pdf
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The
spirit of the Wolf resides in my heart
Mostly peacefully, yet ever wild
Running in time to the blowing wind
Dancing in the clouds that drift in the Heavens.
The spirit of the Wolf resides in my soul
Longing to hear the song of the Great One
Striving to be that which I am in my natural state
Succeeding only because of the Love that the Universe
grants me.
Theme
from Dances with Wolves
Eyes Of
The Wolf Web
Ring
Heart of
the Wolf
In The Company Of
Wolves
Land
Of
The Wolves
Northern
Wolf Den
Sacred
Wolf Webring
Sister/Brotherhood
of
the Wolf
Spirit
of
the Wolf
Spiritmates
of the
Wolf
Tanken
Ska - Realm of
the White Wolf
Wolf
WebRings
How Rabbit Fooled Wolf
(Creek)
Story by
Cheif Dan George (1899-1981)
I appealed to the Wolf to come and preside over us while
I would perform the Wolf ceremony so that the bondage
between
my grandson and the wolf would be lifelong.
I Sang.
In my voice was the hope that clings to every heartbeat.
I Sang.
In my words were the powers I inherited from my
forefathers.
I Sang.
In my cupped hands lay a spruce seed...the link of
creation.
I Sang.
In my eyes sparkled Love.
I Sang.
Chronology
of Wolf
Evolution
Dedication to the Wolf
Echoes
of the Last Wolf
Gray
Wolf
(Canis lupus)
Lioncrusher's Domain
Mexican
Gray
Wolf
More
Photos
North
American
Gray Wolf
Pictures
of
Wolves
Thanksgiving to the
Wolf
Wild Wolves
- Nova Online
Wolf
Paintings
Wolf
Subspecies
Wolf Links
Wolf
Web
Wolfsong Ranch
Foundation
Yellowstone
Wolf
Quest 2003
Native
American
Howling Wolf
Native
American
World
Night
Wolf
Sacred
Spirit
Song
of Wolf
Song
of the Wolf 1
Spirit
Of
the Wolf
Videos
about Wolves
Wolf
Wolves Call of the
Wild
Wolves
in Native American Culture
Yeha-Noha
Native American chant
Wolves,
like the Indian,
choose their mates wisely
and do not part till death;
making the two spiritually entwined.
His song
was ancient and pure. The song of the wind and that of the
moon.
The Ancient ones cried when his music faded forever from
their ears,
and the children's dreams went sour without his lullaby.
In his music was contained the tales of all that ever was
and a longing
for what he knew was never to be. Never again was his kind
to travel
boldly
and without fear across the great expanse. Respected and
revered by all
that heard his song or saw his shadow pass.
His song now a whisper, his bold step but a crawl,
he gathered up his strength to cry one final call.
He sang of sorrow for those who would never know and for
those who
knew too well that the song was meant to be.
When the song had ended and the echoes faded away,
all eyes opened to what was lost.
Tears were shed and souls did go astray when they knew
they had gone wrong, but no one stopped to
think of these things... before the Final Song.
Long
ago, an old wolf came to that time when
his life on earth could last no longer.
"My people," he said,
"You can
follow in my footsteps when the time comes
for you to join me in the skyland."
Then he
left the earth, climbing higher and higher,
and each place he stepped the sky filled with stars.
Shunk man-i-tu tan-ka we call the wolves,
the powerful spirits who look like dogs.
When they climb the hills to lift their heads and sing
toward that road of stars, thier songs grow stronger as
they join thier
voices.
Calling
the
Pack
Chase
Devoted
For
Life
Dream
Wolves
Life
Renewed
Night
Hunters
Paired
For
Life
Relax
on
a Lazy Day
Spirit
Wolf
Pack
Shadow
Wolf
Sister
of
the Wolf
Teacher
of
Mysteries
Wolf
Spirits
Wolf
Vigilance
Wolves
in
the Snow
Wolves
in
the Night
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Welker
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