00:00:30.000You little vixen you, wily ass, cunning ass, hunted, trapped, biting back, sexy, wicked, smart, magic, you are definitely vixen kin.1.00
00:00:51.520the dreams have changed instead of swarming bees may's been dreaming of foxes1.00
00:00:59.120little three-year-old yelps in the night she sits up and tells me they are peering over the edge of
00:01:05.340her bed they are inside the house and outside too they are sniffing and lifting their legs
00:01:11.860to pee she says she insists she is not sleeping this is real life this is real life they are
00:01:19.960circling. They are calling us out. Follow scent and dreams and a feeling in your body back to
00:01:28.420this vixen kinship. Feel down the lines of DNA deep time to where we are woven together in
00:01:37.480strands of sleeping relation. We are circling. We are calling each other out into the twilight.
00:01:46.400No matter who you are descended from, there is a route back through the generations to those foxes circling in the night, peering over the edge of the bed.
00:01:57.180If you are, like me, descendants of settler colonizers, Vikings, Freemasons, cunning women,
00:02:04.380the working girl sorority of North Bay, Ontario,
00:02:07.740and also the Iroquois Larkin sisters six generations back
00:02:11.760who led my great-great-great-grandfather across the great-great-great lakes
00:02:17.220and left a haunting underneath the skin,
00:02:20.440even if you are an unrooted, mixed-up little kit,