People say I am mad, and then I tell them they are probably right because my family herald has a hare holding a basket of red roses.
I have never really particularly liked hares as a wild animal and never really disliked them either, yet they remain a major prominent influence in my life.
One of the stories I am working on has a hare as a main character and although they are very different animals, I have almost always had a pet rabbit.
As I am getting older, the hare is becoming more and more significant in my life and like the hare, in recent years; I have felt like running to the hills.
Last weekend I had finished a book about hares by John Lewis-Stemple called “The private life of the hare” and I realised that perhaps, unbeknownst to me all this time, the hare could have been the missing totem animal I had all along, as my behaviour is very much like a hare!
You see, I used to be shamanic, saying that is rather funny, because once you are a shaman, you never really not one ever again.
I knew that as a shaman you generally have three major totem animals and two temporary ones that come and go, or sometimes, in rare people, you have five all the while, I knew four of my animals, but the fifth one was always a mystery to me – I generally thought it must be some kind of animal I have never been acquainted with before or something I knew nothing about!
It could be a hare…
I don’t know, but my behaviour and the behaviour of the hare are very much alike, it wouldn’t be surprising at all.
I do know, that cows adore me and I am naturally very maternal to anyone I meet; I am very motherly and very nurturing. But cows are only my second animal. My shadow animal has been wild boar or pigs, for a while it was weasels, but it is mostly porcine animals these days.
But yes, as times goes on, the hare is becoming more significant in my life.
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