Mother do you see Me?
I am Here.
I am Here.

A Sacred Birth.
A journey in time.
Through Rock and Bone.
From Death to Life.
I have come; do you see Me?

Will you feed me?
Will you nurture my Dreams?

Mother, do you see Me?

Who am I?
What am I to you?

Do you see Me?

~Amy Jones

Going Home.


I set my gaze to the distance.
Far beyond me.
Far beyond anything I had ever known.
What was calling me?
Pulling me…?
Towards a place I had never known.
I set my gaze to the distance.

Who will rise against me?
Who will rise with me?
Or Foe?

Lover or Beloved?
That doesn’t matter now.

I am not alone.

~ Amy Jones

Showing Up for Life.



Many of you have asked how Woman as Wolf came about. We have been asked several times if it has anything to do with the book Women Who Run With the Wolves, by Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes. Though there are several connections to our work and this book, Woman as Wolf is also about the personal journeying women go through in their everyday lives with the simplest things. The depth that comes from placing one foot in front of the other, and showing up for Life.

Woman as Wolf is also dedicated to connecting Women to each other, reconnecting Sister to Sister. And, we are 100% dedicated to educating Women about Wolves, and to preserving the Wild.

Here is a piece that may help to explain where we are coming from, and why we are doing this.


~ Amy Jones

Peace of Wild.

The Peace of Wild Things

By: Wendell Berry

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Seeing Our Wild.


Mysteries of Wolf and Moon fill our imaginations with many ideas. Speculations as to why Wolves are connected to the Moon stem from a few different stories. Since wolves are nocturnal creatures, they are often associated with fearful things. It is a tendency of many to be afraid of the darkness- our darkness, and see it as something to run from.

As we dive deeper into the Mysterious of Wolf and Woman, we see that there are many different stories, each with their own Truth; each with their own Deception. When we look at Wolf and Woman, we quickly are led to the Moon, as both seem to have an affinity for the Light of Darkness. As the Moon waxes and wanes, so does a Woman’s body. And so do the tides of Life. We think of a Woman and her own internal tides. The tide of her own personal Moon.

With Wolf, we come to the many fearful stories of a Full Moon and a Wolf. We are reminded of a person shape-shifting into a monster, ready to tear us apart. We think of “Little Red Riding Hood,” and her infamous terrible friend in the Forest, and of our Grandmother who never had a chance.

But Wolves don’t eat our Grandmothers (though perhaps they do shape-shift), and they do not howl specifically “at the Moon.” They howl to communicate. They speak to one another to create a deeper bond, just as a family would. They also howl to warn others in the pack or to ward off possible threats, such as a foreign pack member.

But we aren’t told this as children. We are taught to fear Wolves, and to run from them. We are taught to be afraid of all things with a connection to the Night- a connection to our Shadow Selves.

And as Women, some of us were taught to be ashamed of our Moon, and of our own personal Tides. To be afraid of our voices and the power that comes with them.

Yet the silent time is coming to an end. Women must no longer be afraid, and we must start replacing fiction with Truth. Our Truth.

As we embrace the Mystery within us, we will start seeing our Wild.

~ Amy Jones

You and Wolf.


Many of you are asking how we will be interacting with the Wolves at our retreat.

“How CLOSE will we be?”
“Is it safe? I feel a bit scared.”

Sister, I assure you, you will never be asked to go beyond your comfort zone- how much you interact, is entirely up to you.

You will be given an opportunity for service; a chance to volunteer some time at Wild Spirit Wolf Sanctuary. This is a part of our retreat. This is a part of our call to action. Woman as Wolf is committed to banishing the myths around Wolves, and replacing fiction with truth. We know that this seems scary. We know that this may be hard for some of you. And this is fine.

We also want to allow for authentic interaction between You and Wolf. Know that you will never be alone. We will all be with you- witnessing your precious experience. This is the gift of Sisterhood.

Coming face to face with a Wild Animal is not something we do on a regular basis, and what is Mysterious and Unknown, can be scary. A healthy respect for the Animal World, as well as an open Heart are all that is necessary.

The rest shall unfold as we go…

~ Amy Jones

Our Self.


“What do you see,” She asked. “What are you searching for?”

“We have doomed the Wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be- the mythological epitome of a savage, ruthless killer- which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of our self.” –Farley Mowat

Be Nothing.


Be fierce. Be a warrior. Be a woman. Be a man. Lighten up, soften. Be strong, be courageous! Be quiet. Look pretty. Stand up straight. Don’t slouch. Do this, do that. Be nice, be a good girl. Don’t tease, just laugh. Be happy and don’t complain! Be it all! Be a Mother. Be a Daughter. Be a Lover. Be a Wife. Be a Sister. Be a Friend. Be Nothing. Blah, blah, blah.

“I am nothing but a lone Wolf; misunderstood, and labeled to be dangerous.” — Anonymous

We are Wolves.

~ Amy Jones

I See You.

Oh Woman!

Oh Woman I have found you!
You speak to beasts and tame them.
You speak to men
and bring them to their knees.

Your eyes cast out to the distance.
Your gaze holds each one true.
I see you.
I see You! 
Hold my babe in your arms.
Let down my hair.
Move my hips.
Move my hips!

Oh Woman!

I have found You!


~ Amy Jones