Clary Sage, Fir, Cedarwood, Vetivert, Citrine, Obsidian, Aquamarine

Mysterious and enigmatic, the Crone is a figure shrouded in age-old misconceptions. Throughout time, she has been wrongly depicted as the Wicked Witch or the Old Woman who bakes children pies. Society's fear of aging cast a veil over the true beauty that comes with time, obscuring the wisdom the Crone holds within. Yet, beneath the surface, the Crone embodies the essence of a seer, healer. She is a midwife, a repository of ancient knowledge and experience.

The Middle Ages witnessed the decline of the Crone's revered status. Once celebrated midwives and healers were unjustly branded as witches. Esteemed matriarchs were reduced to hags. Even the crow goddess, revered in earlier times, was stripped of her grandeur and diminished to an ordinary bird. But let it be known, the Crone shall have the last laugh, for reality is far different from the tales spun in folklore.

The Crone gives no f$%& for societal conventions or judgments. She has amassed a lifetime's worth of wisdom and knowledge. Living life on her own terms, she perceives true reality, seeing through illusions and deceit. The Crone's insight pierces the veils of deception; she is not easily deceived by the facade of power or authority. Those who underestimate her do so at their own peril, for her strength is formidable.

In the depths of the dark night, the Crone stands as a beacon of truth, illuminating the path with her unwavering wisdom. So let us reclaim the essence of the Crone, embrace the wisdom that accompanies age, and shatter the misconceptions that have clouded her image. Let us recognize her as the fierce and compassionate soul she is, ever willing to extend her hand to those in need. For within the Crone lies a profound reservoir of truth and insight, waiting to be discovered by those courageous enough to seek her out.