Simona Kossak and Great Mother Boar

For a while, in this most recent reset, I felt a bit lost.  My contentment left and my mind was white tundra, it rained and hailed.  I had no focus, waiting for the divine masculine.

I felt around for solace and remembered Simona Kosack.  I’ve looked to her before as an inspiration, I love her relationship with animals, even though I recognise that as an immersion in the deep feminine that can only exist in small pockets; wild animals, for the most part, must remain wild and untouched by humans for their own protection.  A bitter-sweet reflection. Still, we know ourselves by the extremes.

The night after I re-read her story, the wild boar can again.  They came into the garden and dug up one of the beds, amazingly they did not destroy anything. The next day, we also found that they had dug up all along the entire track, so we went out with wheelbarrows and collected the forest mulch for the garden; a fair exchange.

“They called her a witch, because she chatted with animals and owned a terrorist-crow, known for stealing gold and attacking bicyclists. A lynx slept in her bed, and she shared her roof with a tamed boar. Simona Kossak was a scientist, ecologist and the author of award-winning films – as well as an activist who fought to protect Europe’s oldest forest.”

Excerpt from an article about ‘The Extraordinary Life of Simona Kossak’ to be found here.