Introducing Mackentia, femme of the flames

Mackentia was named in honour of the Goddess Mckenna, her name means born of fire. Her moon times are a blessing to her, she achieves so much within them. They help her to overcome all obstacles if she makes the most of her potential. Not always easy but her feet are firmly on the earth whatever she does.

She carries a blood red staff to help her on her journey and to remind her that periods are a blessing, never a curse. Her necklet is the moon and she is shown either waxing or waning depending on which way you move the charm. Both necessary to a balanced life. Waxing for energy, waning for letting go.


Her cloak has blood red beads and trails of deepest crimson fibres. They suggest a journey and the word empower on the charm is there to help that journey along.
As I said on one of my other femme posts, red is not easy to photograph of an evening sorry

Introducing Rowena femme of the moon times

Rowena honours her moon times because they link her to the great mysteries. Despite the fact she is beyond child bearing years she still feels the pull of the moon each month. She connects with women everywhere, her power is at it's strongest at the full moon. She wears a triple moon and horned god symbol to acknowledge the balance that is within life.
she carries a staff as her link with the earth.

The cat with pentacle upon her cloak means she carries her totem with her on her journeys.
The colour of the femme reflects the blood that pulses within us all, male or female. A life blood.
Apologies that the red pictures don't show well, I can take more in the morning light.

musings on femmes

Musings on my femmes.
They always say who and what they are, I am just a facilitator. I make what they tell me with material, yarn and jewels.
The light isn't right for photography and of course they haven't chosen their charms and beads yet.
These 2 femmes are in honour of the dark goddess and our female cycle. Even if like me,you no longer have periods our bodies still react to the moon's power. I read on several blogs this past month about the red tent. I can't remember all I read at the minute but it made me think about women's groups in days of old coming together for our moon times. A nurturing environment. I'm not explaining well, this may be down to the yucky bug I seem to be incubating. I may come back to this.

Sky femme reflects the darkest skies of winter


Winter solstice femme reaches deep into the oceans to bring forth her bounty.



As always, if they strike a chord with you email me. They will soon be ready to go out into the world.