"Like the word wild, the word witch has come to be understood as a perjorative, but long ago it was an appellation given to both old and young healers, the word witch deriving from the word wit, meaning wise.
....the ogress, the witch, the wild nature and whatever other criaturas and integral aspects the culture finds awful in the psyches of women are the very blessed things which women often need most to retrieve and bring to the surface...
To be strong does not mean to sprout muscles and flex. It means meeting one's own numinosity without fleeing, actively living with the wild nature in one's own way. It means to be able to learn, to be able to stand what we know. It means to stand and live."
Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Women Who Run With The Wolves
Black lace, velvet and satin ballgown made by my granny Kiki in the late 1930s or early 1940s.
Provencal brown cotton cloak, handsewn in the 18th or 19th century, a family heirloom.
Bats For Lashes Fur And Gold.
Photographs taken by myself and Mr Eve, using my cheap and basic Kodac EasyShare digital camera.
Happy Halloween everybody!
Halloween Parties kindly hosted by Vanessa Valencia of www.afancifultwist.com, click on the website link to see her own party in full swing.
I'm also proud to be a part of Visible Monday, hosted by the glamorous Patti from www.notdeadyetstyle.blogspot.co.uk, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.