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Blackbear Bright's Werecard From: biuebear@aol.com (BIueBear) At 12 years old,for a period of 3 months, for 3 days each full moon, following a supplication to the powers that be, I found myself to be a bear. At that time I wasn't sure that I was a bear, I was too caught up in the smells and sounds and curiosities. I wandered the woods near at hand (I was raised in rural OK) until near daybreak each while, whereupon I began to stress at the sound of the country side waking. In those hours I made my way back to the home and fell asleep outside my window. Waking I had resumed my human anatomy...I couldn't speak about the situation, I feared that I had given over to the 'dark side' had become irreparably cursed. I sought council from church elders and was told I was suffering under a delusion in one case, experiencing some Devil visitation from another. At which point I began to research Werewolvery and Witchcraft for a more viable explanation. In the days, following the transformations, I thought long and hard as to what I had become. Since I didn't have a tail (of any account) and my limbs were fat I thought that I was some misshapen wolf form until after a rain left silver pools upon the land and allowed my first chance at seeing my reflection, I learned that I was a small bear, pretty much a runt from what I could tell. The transformations occurred a short time after I went to bed, I would wake, look up at the window, and then climb out to go on my nocturnal wanderings. The first transformation occurred in June 1964 and the last time in that interval of life, occurred in September. When it was over, I was left with an appetite to repeat the experience whereupon I began to research the matter over the next 8 years. My Armed Service took me to Germany and afforded me a chance to investigate local Werewolf mythos, and I spent a week in Bedburg (home of Peter Stumpf) looking around the castle grounds and nearby countryside. An unfortunate incident while on tour, landed me in the hospital and a slight compensation from the Service (allowing me more opportunity to service my pet interest). Deciding to get to know other four footed persons to match my own experience with what I could observe, I volunteered for a year, and subsequently was hired on at the Zoological Gardens in Oklahoma. Working there for the next 5 years, I decided to take some college and managed an associate in science degree, majoring in Zoology. It was at this point in my life that I found myself in a routine and began to crave my nocturnal travels again, to the alarm of my spouse. This led eventually to divorce. A job opportunity to work for a radio station in Tulsa came up, the money looked good, and so I was soon a resident of Northeast Oklahoma. For the next few years I worked sales And found myself being the station mascot, this led to other animal impersonation jobs and soon I made so much money at that, I quit my radio job and spent 10 years following that as a career. At that time my disability put me off work, the medications became extreme and I revolted, quit everything and moved back to rural Oklahoma. Determined to get by without the drug therapy's, I began to search out and found alternative healing methods. So began my ceremonial life and following of native American healing traditions. This time of my life reached a pinnacle when I was visited during a vigil by Bear Spirit, whom I affectionately call Mother Bear. From that time till this I have simplified my life, moved to the 'Dream Landscape' I have above described. My illness requires strict devotion to the spirit that saw fit to heal me. For 15 years now, I have followed my ceremonial way, which is to be-a-bear for three days each moon (except the winter months when I withdraw/hibernate and do not 'Bear Dance') Within that cycle I do occasion transformation as often as 4 times a year for a matter of a day or two, to as little as 1 time a year. but it is involuntary, and instantaneous. In each instance I was not 'trying' to become a bear, I think of myself as a Bear already anyhow, When it has occurred, I was involved in the act 'being a bear', whether digging and just happen to notice that my shadow had taken on it's ursine appearance and noticing I had shifted or while dancing the bear dance itself, and finding some hours into the dance that I had made the transition. This is my experience, it has gone well these past 15 years till now. I haven't been discovered yet, but the 'civilization' is closing in very gradually, and making my travels more difficult to do unobserved. I find myself in danger often times, to hunters, as well as natural dangers inherent in the topography. I have been shot at some number of times and this last year, my dance partner, and singer, a certain tree, was found and vandalized, nearly killing her in a pitiful effort to ward me away (they carved a rude cross into her flesh). My goal....I would remain in my bear form, it's has hard a life as any you could imagine but so less complicated than human existence. A picture of my range....a topomap...and a photo of me in my regalia can be found @ http://www.bear371.com/vp5.htm
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