QUOTE(esoterica @ Aug 6 2009, 09:03 AM)
some woman wanted to have a wolf as a totem animal because everywhere she went she always saw wolves, then one day she spoke to a wolf she saw and asked it if it was to be her partner in magic, and it said, oh no, we watch you because we don't trust you!
if in doubt, ask the fox!
I like that, it made me laugh.
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As for the spirit animal business this is what I know.
Spirits come in various forms, they disguise themselves and change based on their thoughts. Animal spirits are very much the same, they are not strictly "stuck" in a form like we are. I would suggest asking the spirits or gods (whichever you prefer) to give you a physical link to what you are looking for; not fox per-se but an animal you can relate with and will relate with you. Spirit Animals these days Totem animals in particular are overused, and the term itself is abused in such a way it is silly. We Americans like to think the Natives didn't rub off on us at all but this is proof that they have. Though it does not mean we are calling up the same spirits.
Get some fur, knuckle bones, fangs, an idol, something that pleases the spirit and put it in a bag (do not get these items from the animal being hunted/murdered/etc). It may sound hard and now that I think of it: it
should be, but things do happen (and they will). I got all my supplies unknowingly, and later read a (fiction) novel* describing in great detail my supplies and how they should be used (I did reference a non-fiction novel to verify it's accuracy). Once acquiring: this new bag should be held as 'sacred' and you'll know what to do with it from there. Though as a warning if your spirit is a trickster the bag will disappear and reappear on it's own from time to time.
If it's fox then good luck to you. Pay attention to fox-sized creatures because foxes tend to disguise themselves.
I was driving home at 4am and saw what looked like a baby deer crossing the street at a stop sign. I looked again and I saw a baby deer with a long tail entering someone's yard. At the sudden growth of a tail I outright stared at the thing until it turned into someone's dog loose in the neighborhood. "No dogs don't hold their heads that way" it was indeed a friend of mine crossing the street, and once I actually noticed it gave me that side-ways eyeball that K9's are known for.
*for conversational sake the novel was: Coyote Blue by Christopher Moore
This post has been edited by Dancing Coyote: Aug 8 2009, 01:19 AM