A number of people have commented about the negative image that the word “crone” brings to mind.
First I want to say that I love being a Crone. Second, I chose the name intuitively and very deliberately.
Long ago, when women held a place of honour in society, women of a certain age were referred to as crones. Back then, Crone meant “wise woman” and it was known that women who had lived a number of decades had seen and lived through enough turmoil, joy, pain and grace, that they had words of wisdom and insight to offer the community.
Then, came the dark times when women were burnt at the stake for being witches: women of intuition, of healing powers, of ability to see beyond what we can touch. As part of the concentrated effort to remove women from their feminine power, crone was appropriated by the evolving patriarchal society and became an image of an old ugly hag.
Today, around the globe, women are reclaiming who they are as feminine messengers and are proud to be women – and wise women at that.
Now that I’ll soon be 58, I am proud to be a Crone and yes I want to crow about that.
Walk in Beauty,
Crowing Crone Joss