11/20/2025
In the earliest societies that revered the Moon as the Goddess, the third dark phase was personified as the Dark Goddess---wise, mysterious, and compassionate. In her strength, the Dark Moon Goddess is filled with compassion and understanding. The Crone is the Sorrowing Mother who dispenses justice with both love and sadness. The Crone knows the laws must be upheld, but this does not keep Her from feeling sorrow when the verdict appears harsh to us. Injustice and imbalance, whatever forms, are detested by Her. We may not understand or see the balancing of life’s scales, but the Crone never rests until those scales are balanced.
I feel all of my sisters (you) within me contemplating the gravitous pull of time, knowing something far greater and more collective is happening, and I know that we all feel it. As if time itself is drawing to, if not a close, than an inevitability. And many of us, I believe, willingly chose to enter this life to be a crone at such a time as this. Less decorative, more dangerous. Deep in artful contemplations of time and mystery while at the same time not yet entirely knowing what that means. Waiting quietly, watching as yet to see.
To understand the Crone is to understand that we are now become a part of those deepest Mysteries. The aspect of the Dark Mother archetype is the ultimate Teacher of the very deepest of spiritual wisdom. It is through Her that our intuition is perfected, and She is how we learn prophesy, seeing clearly backward and forward through time. If we do not acknowledge the Crone, how can we remember ourselves? Through the Dark Mother we learn the necessity of focusing our energy onto important things such as spiritual growth, living our lives the best we can and seeking the Divine Feminine within. She does not seek us, we have to seek her. When we have finally reached the Divine center and sit at the Mother’s feet to receive knowledge, the Crone appears and beckons.
But this can easily remain as a distant ideology within us rather than active practice, which is something that requires our will, and our intention. Intuitive flashes come to us and require acknowledgment, they seek a home of wisdom and intention, even if that is merely taking the time to write them down or journal them at the end of the day. Are we taking that sacred bit of time for ourselves to do that? It doesn’t have to be much. Merely sitting with yourself, pen in hand, and writing what things come to mind, what small visions portend can be the beginning, can open the door.
All of this thought and realization occurred when I began redoing “The Crones”, an art piece I created in 2016. On an iPhone, using whatever tools I had - cheap wax, India inks, endless photos of crows in flight - to ultimately create what that piece would become, and then recently it asked to be further perfected and elaborated upon. Of interesting note is that in 2016, I saw these three women as seers of waiting, very much together, but each occupying her own world. And now, they dance together as if as one, reaching to the skies in incantation and ritual, as one accord, shapeshifting, and rising forth into flight. It is intended to be a visual representation of remembering to remember, a reminder that now it is needful to be conscious and conscientious. More than just an image of beauty, it seeks to catch your eye unaware, murmuring to you to remember.
A reminder of why you came, what to do and who you are.
“The Crones (Redoux)”
Mixed Media
2025
Prints:
8X10 Matted & Signed: https://shewhoisart.etsy.com/listing/4352135405
4X6 Mini Altar Art: https://shewhoisart.etsy.com/listing/4352223818
