I was not made from a rib. I was not made in the image of a male god.
I was made from stars by a creative force that gave me a body that generates miracles over and over and over again.
— Yael Wolfe
My Sexuality Belongs to Me
Yael Wolfe
Yael Wolfe is a writer, artist, and photographer whose work is an exploration of what it means to be a woman in a world that has forgotten the Feminine.
She is the creatrix behind the photographic journey, Rising, and the author of Paris, My Love. She’s also the Wolfe behind Howl, a temple space and artistic celebration of female sexuality.
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“And she went into the woods,” I whispered to myself, watching another ghostly iteration of myself step forward onto that path, a pair of antlers growing out of her head, as she escaped from the merciless world in which she no longer wanted to live.
— Yael Wolfe
She Grew a Pair of Antlers and Disappeared into the Woods
