The yaks
They are my tribe
They are my brothers
They are highly sensitive
In their bodies
In their space
In their soul
- as I am too.
They are rooted in deep silence
And explosive like warriors
- as I am too.
How much I love them
Their vulnerability and their beauty
Their power and their joy
I’d defend them with my life...
There was this book called “Women who run with the wolves”
I am the woman who runs with the yaks…
They bring me back to my wild nature, to my power, to my love...
Photos: Laurence Halff