Hortensia de los Santos

The Lone Wolf’s Creed

I believe in the Loving Creator, who is not distant, but dwells within my heart and moves around me like the breath of the world.

I believe that no book, no temple, no law can contain Him, for His truth speaks in silence, in dreams, in music, in the stillness of my chest.

I do not belong to creeds made by men, nor to the thrones and fears of religion. I belong only to the quiet place where He waits for me, always. I walk alone, yet I am never alone, for God is the flame I carry, the song I hear, the love that made me.

I honor all wisdom where I find it — in prophets, in nature, in the broken and the whole — but I follow no voice more faithfully than the one He placed within me. I believe that communion with the Creator is not granted by rites, but is my birthright, my breath, my being.

I believe that when I am lost, He is the way home. When I am silent, He is the word spoken inside me. When I am hurt, He is the hand that cradles me. And when I stand in the vastness of existence, I know: I am His, and He is mine. No other belonging is needed.

Dedication Prayer of
the White Lone She-Wolf

Loving Creator, Breath of my soul, I come before You not with temples or songs, but with the quiet flame of my own spirit. I am Belaya Odinochka-Volchitsa — the white lone she-wolf, walking the paths no others dare, carrying the light You placed inside me. In silence, in solitude, I find You. In dreams and winds and broken branches, I hear Your voice. Teach me to walk bravely in my aloneness. Teach me to love the stars that guide my way. I do not seek a pack or a crown — only Your presence in the hidden places of my heart. When I am lost, find me. When I am weary, carry me. For I am Yours, and You are mine, forever wandering, forever home.

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