“In the Southwest, [Wild Woman] is also known as La Que Sabé, The One Who Knows. I first heard of La Que Sabé when I lived in the Sangre de Cristo mountains in New Mexico, under the heart of Lobo Peak.”
“An old witch from Ranchos told me that La Que Sabé had created women from a wrinkle on the sole of her divine feet. This is why women are knowing creatures; they are made, in essence, of skin of the sole, which feels everything.”
“This idea that the skin of the foot is sentient had the ring of truth, for an acculturated Kiché tribeswoman once told me that she’d worn her first pair of shoes when she was twenty years old and was still not used to walking con los ojos vendados, with blindfolds on her feet.”
—Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Ph.D.
As our small group of three adults and one child walked the nature trail in Camarillo a few days ago, a man mentioned to one person in our group as he passed us, “Thank you for wearing your mask.”
“Where is she present? Where can you feel her, where can you find her? She walks the deserts, woods, oceans, cities, in the barrios, and in castles. She lives among queens, among campesinas, in the boardroom, in the factory, in the prison, in the mountain of solitude. She lives in the ghetto, at the university, and in the streets. She leaves footprints for us to try for size. She leaves footprints wherever there is one woman who is fertile soil.”