Wolf Woman Spirit finds peace today

"Wolf Woman Spirit;
An untold history of Livingston"
As told by Stacey Bourdeau
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She played in the winds and sang beneath the moon
She splashed in the waters of her river
She frolicked like children in their skin
A people came
Refugees from another land
She didn't much like them
They brought other spirits with them
It was not so much fun to share a home
that was once all her own
But occasionally, in their skin,
she could play
She could dance around their fires with them
And she still had her wolves to play in
These people at least respected them
Called them a totem
She still had a voice with which to sing
She still had a voice with which to cry
She still had teeth with which to defend
Then another people came
They were not the same
They scattered and killed
What was there before them
She could not dance with them
In their skin
They cast her out
They called The Communion possession
They called her a demon
Still, she wandered her valley
Watching
Being angry
Frustration with lack of ability of communication
Letting her anger be known through possession
Aggravating strife in the men and the women
Letting the devastation of her home
Be the devastation of them
Then one day came a woman
And her children
They howled like wolves as they viewed the mountains
From off the swings and climbing stones of the playground
This caught the Wolf Woman Spirit's attention
She swooped down from her hills
She entered them
She delighted in appalled response of the spirit males
brought by those devastating humans
who disrespect all that is female
to those wild howls by a woman and children
Wolf Woman Spirit's mind was not twisted
in the mind of this woman or her children
As it had been in the rest
The woman shared her knowledge
of healing and bringing peace
to spirits
with Wolf Woman Spirit
When in her children the invitation to play
delivered as it is by wolf cubs
came
It frightened the other children
In the woman there was no judgement
There was no horrification at the behavior
or other children's frightened responses to it
There was understanding and peace instead
That woman stayed a year in Livingston
In Wolf Woman Spirit's land
Then the anger came again
Shared with her by Wolf Woman Spirit
So she could understand
When they killed off her wolves,
They took her voice
They took her teeth
She could no longer warn them
She could no longer sing
In her river, she could no longer swim
So, the woman agreed
to be her voice
To sing with her the song of mourning
That needed to be heard
The loss of her voice
The loss of the wolves
The Wolf Woman Spirit found peace that day
She had a voice again
And her anger went away.
She could now tell the herstory of Livingston.