The woman who runs with the yaks

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...

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