YOUR RECORDING IS READY
My Mother,
She Ate Me
Whether you joined us live or are watching for the first time — welcome. The Mother wears many faces and this workshop dives into the depths of the Devouring Mother archetype — Kali, Baba Yaga, the witch of the dark forest ---- and explores the gift on the other side of what devours us. The recording below is yours to keep and return to.
BEFORE YOU MOVE ON
Let it
settle in you
The most important part of any descent is what you do with it in the days that follow.
Sit with these questions in your notebook over a cup of tea, choose just one, a few, or all, keep the candle burning before you return to your ordinary life.
Write about a form of nourishment that came with a cost.
This might be food, care, attention, praise, protection, money, approval, beauty, sacrifice, advice, or emotional closeness.
Where did the nourishment enter you? Where did it bind you? What part of you was fed, and what part of you had to disappear?
Write about a place, person, relationship, or promise that looked sweet at first but later revealed a trap.
Let it begin as seduction, comfort, beauty, relief, fantasy, or rescue. Then let the deeper truth emerge slowly.
This doesn’t have to be about your literal mother. It could be a job, a marriage, a friendship, a role, an identity, a religion, a school, a family system, a creative dream, or even a version of yourself.
Write about something in you that had to be offered to the fire.
In fairy tales, the oven can be death, transformation, rage, initiation, sacrifice, or purification. What part of the old story had to burn? The good girl? The obedient daughter? The rescuer? The pleasing one? The silent one? The starving one? The false self? What did it feel like to let it burn?
Write about what the devouring force could not see.
In Hansel and Gretel, the witch is powerful, but blind. What does the devouring mother energy fail to perceive? The child’s intelligence? The daughter’s rage? The son’s soul? The body’s truth? The future self already forming?
Write from the point of view of the unseen part of you.
Write about a strategy you used to survive being consumed.
Hansel extends a bone instead of his finger. This is a ruse, but it is also intelligence. What did you learn to offer in place of your true self? Compliance? Humor? Thinness? Achievement? Niceness? Silence? Competence? Rebellion? Disappearing?
Write without judging the strategy. Let it be honored as something that helped you survive.
Write about the Gretel in you.
Not the part that is innocent, pretty, or pleasing — but the part that sees the danger, thinks quickly, and acts. The part that says, “Show me how,” then pushes the witch into the oven.
Where has this figure appeared in your life? When did a young, underestimated part of you save you?
Write about the ways you have devoured yourself.
This prompt moves the archetype inward. Where have you become the devouring mother to your own instincts, body, creativity, joy, sexuality, appetite, ambition, grief, or rest?
This is not about self-blame. It is about recognizing the internalized voice or structure.
Write from the point of view of the devouring mother.Let her speak. Not to excuse her, but to understand the hunger beneath the hunger. What does she want? What was denied to her? What emptiness drives her? What does she fear will happen if the child becomes free?
If anything came up in your journey that you'd like to share with us, you can send us an email.
Rose: rose.e.wollf@gmail.com
Amy: alsavitsky@gmail.com
READY TO GO DEEPER?
What you touched today
has a container
Mother, Myth & Memoir is a nine-month course where we descend into the full mythic landscape of the mother — through fairy tale, ancestral wisdom, shamanic journeywork, and writing. What you felt in today's workshop is the beginning of what this course holds.
From $95.75/month · 9 enrollment plans · Course begins 16 May 2026
Sliding scale available — write to rose.e.wollf@gmail.com before the cost decides for you.
FROM SOMEONE WHOSE WALKED THIS PATH
I began this journey with Rose Wollf and discovered in her a patient, steady guide who opened shamanic pathways entirely new to me. The circle itself became an unexpected mirror — where the insights of others added depth and clarity to my own process.
The course challenged me to return again and again to parts of myself I had long avoided: the inherited stories, the ancestral patterns, the places where the mother wound had quietly shaped everything.
​What unfolded was more than a writing practice. My archetypal work came alive. My mythic framework sharpened. I could finally see where the stories I had been handed — about fatherhood, about love, about what I was allowed to want — had distorted my self-image. Writing my own myth became a living practice of integration. What began as words on the page has settled deep into my bones. For anyone seeking a container that bridges writing, myth, and shamanic practice into a journey of both expression and transformation — this course is a rare gift.
John Free --- course graduate