“Nigredo, Rubedo, Albedo” // Daybreak, rising light, mysterious dark // Without the rising of hope in our hearts, without the steady light - no matter if a candle or a sun - to tell us this from that in our lives, without a night from which all things can be soothed, from which things can be born, we too would not benefit from our wildish natures. The colors in the tale are precious and it´s always good to remember that black is the color associated with that world between the worlds. Black is a promise that you will soon know something you did not know before. - Women Who Run with the Wolves