I am Coyote…. My tiny body is being formed in my mother’s womb, and her wild spirit moves from her blood through my body. Through her, I know who I am and who I am to become… I feel my litter mates nestled close to me …we travel this same journey together, knowing little of the world we will be born to.
Soon, soon …it is almost time. I can feel my father’s energy hovering near my mother ….staying close, protecting her, feeding her.
I can feel my mother’s heartbeat, I can feel my mother’s breathing and the gentle warmth of her body, I can feel who she is …it is in every sinew of her body as she has moved through her world. She hands down to me a legacy of ancient wildness on this American continent…she hands down to me her capacity to survive against all odds …She hands down to me the role I am to play on this earth, that of the carnivore, responsible for the health of so many other lives …she hands down to me her song …wild song. Her song speaks of who she is and her very deep relationship with this land.
I am Coyote. My mother and my father have given me my body that I am to use in my journey through life …they have given me my body that will empower me in Nature’s design for me. I have golden eyes that will see the minutest details under my feet, and the goings-on far in the distance. My ears will catch the busy activity of mice under my feet, and nothing….nothing will ever be missed by my nose…not the smell of water underground, not the whiff of future prey, not the scent of blueberry time in Maine.
My mother and my father have fashioned a beautiful fur coat for me to carry through life…keeping me warm in the winter and protected from biting insects during hot summer days. And, and my mother and my father have given me a voice …to sing my wild song that fills a land once silent and lonely.
It is soon time…. Shall my world welcome me?
I am Coyote. Do you know who I am? Do you know who you are?
