As the autumn chill settles into the air here in England, I always feel myself turning inward—drawn to retreat and quiet reflection (not that I’ve ever been especially social to begin with). During my counselling training, I was introduced to Jung’s theory of archetypes, first through the work of Clarissa Pinkola Estés. Discovering both Jung and Clarissa brought an immediate sense of recognition—an “ah-ha” moment marked by a softening in my body, a drop of the shoulders, a deep exhale. A feeling of coming home.
In this exploration, I discovered what feels like my greatest ally: the Wise Woman. The Crone. A presence within me that I can call upon in moments of anxiety and unrest. She is the part that sees clearly through the noise—the illusions of modern life, the pull of consumerism, and the subtle ways we are taught to live in fear.
Over the years, Moon to Moon has become a kind of visual journal—a place to gather images that resonate deeply, that speak to something in my bones. The Wise Woman lives there too, in the textures, the homes, the quiet spaces that feel safe and true. These images feel like memories of something older—an ancestral knowing, a way of being that I find myself longing for. Perhaps I romanticise it, and I’m sure those times were far from perfect, but still, the pull remains.
In curating and sharing homes that exist outside of modern Western ideals of perfection, I’ve found a sense of validation. The spaces I’m drawn to—across cultures and economic backgrounds—reflect something more honest, more grounded, more human.
This Neolithic-inspired home built by Christian Lascu is one of those spaces.
I actually wrote this piece a few years ago, but never pressed “publish.” It feels fitting to share it now.
