“There Is Something Waiting For Us At The Edge Of The Woods, And It Is Our Fate To Meet It.”

Leo constellation, from Firmamentum Sobiescianum, sive Uranographia, part of Prodromus Astronomiae (1690) by Johannes Hevelius

Gray wolves (Canis lupus) by Tom Vezo

Alexander (Sándor) Liezen-Mayer (1839-1898), 'Sensuality', ''Allegorien und Embleme'', 1882

I beheld this and immediately thought the following phrase, "Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?"

from the late 1800’s

Sergey Solomko (1867–1928) - Walpurgis Night

A Pair of Intertwined Serpents, Kundalini, Carl Gustav Jung

Magic is an expression of power and an expression of how that power relates to you, your environment, and your ancestors. Magic is the interface of the land and Divinity; it is the power of the elements around you, the power of the sun and moon, the air that you breathe, and the language of the unseen beings, both benign and malicious, that are living alongside you.

Josephine McCarthy, The Magical Knowledge Trilogy

Norman Lindsay (1879-1969) - The South Wind, 1928