My name is Yancy and I'm a storyteller. I tell stories in many different ways: words on paper, photographs, illustrations, the spoken word, music, and even in the way I mix herbs and oils into moisturizers and perfumes. Stories are like lanterns. We wander through the dimly lit woods of this world, much like Vasalisa or Little Red Riding Hood, and we need a lantern to help light our way. Stories do that by reminding us who we really are. If we look carefully enough in our stories, we will find symbolic treasures that will remind us of our magical and divine heritage.
So come on into my woods, won't you? Let's find out where the story takes us...
Spellbound by the perfect images on television and in magazines that surrounded her, she began to question her own beauty, eventually falling asleep to it, altogether. In this fairy tale, there is no prince to kiss her awake. She must awaken herself with the only tools at her disposal: a camera and an open heart.
Yancy Lael created She Came Into Focus in 2014. It began as a simple artistic exploration into her self-created image of herself, delving deep into the roots of her self-criticism. From this was born an intensive 8-week journey into the dark, wild forest of a woman's soul.
Kristy Kaufer, creator of ArtofEverydayLife.com and graduate of the first She Came Into Focus class said, "Yancy has put together powerful course materials, but the real magic is her guidance." Archetypal branding strategist and author Kris Oster, Ph.D. said, "[She Came Into Focus] is deep, profound, gorgeous and highly revelatory in all the best ways."
She went into the deepest part of the forest - home to the goblins, the tricksters, the witches who practiced black magic. She had to face each one in turn, using the lens of her camera to get a closer look. And as she did so, they lost their power, one by one. Suddenly, everything came into focus.
Into the forest she went, gathering each and every artifact from her past, each and every comment, opinion, thought and perception.
Foxes, sage, owls and mullein became her companions. In the shadows, she heard the wolf howl. Above her, the moon glowed brightly.
There was temptation at every turn. Tiny shadow beings, whispering to her to wander back the way she came. But she would not.