We were lucky to catch up with Mētztli Wolf recently and have shared our conversation below.

Mētztli, thanks for taking the time to share your stories with us today Risk taking is something we’re really interested in and we’d love to hear the story of a risk you’ve taken.

One of the biggest risks I’ve ever taken wasn’t a single leap—it was a series of decisions that asked me to trust myself indefinitely when there was no external proof that anything would work out.

I walked away from stability—suburban housing in my home state, six-figure financial security, and any clear, conventional path—to build something that didn’t fully exist yet. I chose to devote my life to creating Revolutionary Mystic and founding Black Moon Wild Canid Sanctuary while actively healing from Complex PTSD, navigating compounding chronic illnesses, fighting for lifesaving surgery for a rare and potentially fatal endocrine disease, and rebuilding my life after two failed marriages—the first ending in a near-death domestic violence experience.

From the outside, it might look purposeful, even fearless. From the inside, it felt like standing at the edge of everything and everyone I’d ever known—and choosing to step forward anyway. Choosing myself, with fear walking right beside me.

Around that same time, I relocated to live alone in a house deep in the boreal forest. That’s when I began taking in wolfdogs in urgent need—animals who were red-tagged, euthanasia-listed, and out of options. The ones most people won’t or can’t take on.

Saying yes to them meant saying yes to uncertainty. Long nights. Financial strain. Physical exhaustion. A steep learning curve. Humbling mistakes. And moments where the weight of responsibility felt almost too heavy to carry.

There was no safety net. No guarantee. No map to success. Just a quiet, persistent knowing that this was the path I was meant to take. That not taking this risk would be its own kind of loss—a slow spiritual death, painstaking self-betrayal.

The real risk wasn’t just external—it was internal. It was learning to trust my instincts even when they require deviance and disobedience, after a lifetime of being taught not to. Reclaiming that intuition and trust in instinct became the foundation for everything I’ve built since.

I remember my ex-husband asking me, “How do you even start a wolfdog sanctuary? How are you going to do this?”
To him, it seemed impossible—maybe even delusional—because it didn’t fit inside the lines of a conventional life.

But for me, clarity came the moment I accepted that I didn’t need all the answers upfront. I just needed to trust that inner knowing—that I would figure it out, or find the people and resources to help me along the way. That a path less traveled is still a valid path.

And it’s still unfolding.

Today, I’m living inside something I once had to risk everything to believe in. Revolutionary Mystic has grown into a space where people reconnect with their intuition, their magic, and their capacity for collective care—especially in a time when that connection feels more necessary than ever. And Black Moon Wild Canid Sanctuary is actively saving the lives of animals who would not be here otherwise.

It’s not easy, and it’s not perfect—but it’s deeply aligned. It’s honest. It’s real.

I still have days where I wonder if I’ll finally fall or fail. But not a single day passes where I question whether it’s worth it.

When that fear comes up, I ask myself: If I give this everything I have, and it still doesn’t work out—will I be at peace with that?
And the answer is yes.
Because saving just one life would be worth it all, and we’ve beyond achieved that.

So I keep going. I keep pouring everything into this work as if it will succeed—because in many ways, it already has. And because I stubbornly refuse to live in a world where we don’t win.

What I’ve learned is that risk isn’t always about chasing something bigger—it’s about choosing not to abandon yourself. It’s about being willing to trade comfort and privilege for purpose and impact.

Sometimes the most life-changing decision you can make is to trust the voice within you—even when it leads you toward a life that others don’t understand, question, or even criticize.

And I’m still choosing that, every day.

Mētztli, love having you share your insights with us. Before we ask you more questions, maybe you can take a moment to introduce yourself to our readers who might have missed our earlier conversations?

I’m Mētztli Wolf—an evolutionary astrologer, evidential medium, and founder of Revolutionary Mystic, now Black Moon Candle Co., as well as the founder and Executive Director of Black Moon Wild Canid Sanctuary, where we rescue and rehabilitate wolfdogs and other wild canids who have been failed by traditional systems. We live on-site at the sanctuary, providing emergency infrastructure and first-response support 24/7/365.

It’s not uncommon for me to move between worlds in a single day—bottle-feeding an intake at sunrise, taking a client session in the afternoon, and pouring candles by hand late into the night while wolves howl in the background.

But more than titles, my work lives at the intersection of intuition, trauma-informed care, and sacred activism.

I didn’t arrive here through a linear or conventional path. My work was born out of lived experience—growing up as a highly intuitive and sensitive child without the language or support to understand what I was perceiving, surviving complex trauma, and later navigating a near-death domestic violence experience that forced me to completely rebuild my life from the ground up—and ultimately accept my psychic abilities.

For a long time, my intuition felt like something I had to suppress in order to survive. Reclaiming it became my healing—and eventually, my work.

I’ve spent over a decade formally studying astrology, mediumship, and spiritual practices, but my approach has always been rooted in something deeper than technique. It’s about helping people reconnect to their own inner knowing in a way that is grounded, discerning, and empowering—not escapist or bypassing.

Through Black Moon Candle Co., I offer psychic readings, evolutionary astrology sessions, evidential mediumship, and handcrafted ritual tools—particularly my eco-friendly, handmade spell candles. Many of them are poured in the quiet hours of the night, in between sanctuary rounds, infused with intention, prayer, and the lived energy of this work. Everything I create is rooted in sustainability and purpose, and directly supports the animals in our care.

Because for me, these two worlds are not separate.

At Black Moon Wild Canid Sanctuary, we take in wolfdogs and wild canids who are often red-tagged, euthanasia-listed, or considered “unplaceable.” These are animals who exist in the margins—misunderstood, exoticized, and frequently abandoned when people realize they cannot be domesticated in the way they expected. They are both deeply persecuted and ecologically essential—keystone beings with nowhere else to go.

There are nights when I’m out checking enclosures under a full moon, listening for movement, making sure everyone is safe—and I’m reminded in real time what it means to be in right relationship with instinct, land, and responsibility.

In many ways, the people I work with and the animals I rescue share a common thread: they’ve been told they are “too much”—too sensitive, too intense, too different—or that they need to shrink themselves to fit into systems that were never designed for them.

The problem I help solve is disconnection.

Disconnection from intuition.
Disconnection from the body.
Disconnection from truth, instinct, the natural world, and one’s sense of purpose.

My work helps people rebuild that relationship—with themselves first, and then with the world around them. And the animals at Black Moon are constant teachers of what it means to belong without condition.

What sets me apart is that I don’t approach spirituality as something separate from reality—or as a means of escaping it. I approach it as a practice of integrity, truth, and devotion that must be integrated into how we live, how we make decisions, how we relate to others, and how we show up in our communities.

I’m deeply trauma-informed, and I’m committed to a decolonial, intersectional lens in everything I do. I don’t believe in spiritual bypassing, toxic positivity, or using spirituality to avoid accountability or real-world action. I believe intuition and critical thinking—science and magick—belong together. And when they’re integrated, they become a powerful force for personal and collective transformation.

What I’m most proud of is that I’ve built something that is both deeply meaningful and materially impactful. Against all odds, we are still here—showing up, loving, and doing the work.

The work through Revolutionary Mystic and Black Moon doesn’t just exist online—it directly sustains lives. It feeds animals and the humans who care for them. It builds enclosures, safety, and sanctuary. It gives second chances to beings who would not be here otherwise.

And at the same time, it helps people come home to themselves.

If there’s one thing I want people to know about me and my work, it’s this: I’m not here to position myself as someone people should depend on—I’m here to help people trust themselves more deeply, and trust the unfolding of their own path.

Intuition isn’t something mystical and out of reach—it’s a survival intelligence. A birthright. Something that can be strengthened, refined, and trusted—especially in times of uncertainty and collective crisis.

And when we reconnect to that, we don’t just change our own lives—we change how we move through the world—and in turn, the world itself.

I didn’t build this life by following a path—I built it by trusting my instincts, and in doing so, I remembered I was never meant to be domesticated.

We’d love to hear a story of resilience from your journey.

Resilience, for me, has never looked like becoming harder or more guarded. If anything, it’s looked like staying soft, staying connected, and remaining stubbornly loyal to my calling—especially in moments when it would have been far easier to disconnect, protect myself, and turn away.

Kraken’s rescue is one of the clearest examples of that.

It was the week of my lifesaving surgery for a rare endocrine condition—one with uncertain outcomes. We didn’t know if I’d make it, or if I did, whether it would dramatically improve my parathyroidism or worsen it. Results vary widely, and I was already physically depleted. By every logical measure, I was not in a position to take in another wolfdog.

And yet, there she was.

Kraken had been abandoned at a shelter and waiting on a cold, hard concrete floor for three months—quietly running out of time. Shelters legally cannot adopt out wolfdogs, which meant her future was uncertain from the moment she arrived. She wasn’t aggressive. She wasn’t unmanageable. She was simply a wolfdog—caught in a system where wearing the “W” meant they didn’t have a place for her other than to destroy her.

I remember staring at her photos—her soft brown eyes, her gentle expression—and realizing that while I was facing uncertainty about my own life, she was facing the certainty of losing hers.

I tried to be responsible. I told myself I couldn’t take on another. I hoped someone else would step in.

No one did.

And then it hit me—I was her last chance.

By the time I made the decision, it was already after hours on her final day. I called relentlessly until someone picked up. I tagged her for rescue pull and coordinated her ride to sanctuary with a compassionate volunteer from the shelter, just days before my surgery.

It wasn’t convenient. It wasn’t “safe”. It wasn’t logical.

But it was right.

Kraken made it to sanctuary. She survived. She began to decompress, to settle, to experience safety and belonging instead of uncertainty and fear. And in the days that followed, I went into surgery carrying the quiet knowing that even in the face of my own vulnerability, I had chosen not to harden.

I had chosen to stay soft.

That’s what resilience has looked like throughout my journey—not pushing through at all costs, but refusing to abandon compassion. Refusing to disconnect from instinct and wild. Refusing to become someone who stops answering the calls for help when they come.

Because it would have been easier to harden. Easier to say no. Easier to protect myself and turn away.

But resilience, for me, has meant staying open-hearted anyway.

Kraken is here because of that choice. And she’s just one of many lives that exist today because I chose connection over self-protection, softness over armor, devotion over fear.

I’ve learned that resilience isn’t about becoming unbreakable—it’s about remaining compassionate in a world that constantly gives you reasons to shut down and default to self-preservation.

And in many ways, that’s the heart of my work—helping people remember that staying softness and sensitivity isn’t weakness. It’s courage. It’s instinct. It’s strength. It’s how we remain connected to ourselves, to each other, and to the living world around us. It’s how we keep our hearts and souls alive in a world that demands we sellout to systems that seek to destroy us.

Because in the end, resilience isn’t just about surviving hardship—it’s about refusing to let hardship change your heart, it’s sovereignty, or its governance.

And I’ve found that the softest hearts are often the most resilient of all.

How about pivoting – can you share the story of a time you’ve had to pivot?

Pivoting has been a recurring theme in my life, but one of the most profound pivots I’ve ever made happened just last year—when I realized the beautiful sanctuary and home I thought would be our forever place was no longer safe.

About a year and a half after purchasing our first home in Washington, where we were building what we intended to be our forever sanctuary, I learned that the neighboring property was owned by individuals connected to The Order—KKK-adjacent extremists with a well-documented domestic terrorist history. At first, we tried to make it work. We had poured everything into that land—emotionally, financially, and physically. It wasn’t just a property. It was our dream. Housing security and healing none of us had ever had.

But over time, things escalated.

Tensions grew. The atmosphere shifted. And eventually, the situation came to a head on mine and Jackson’s birthdays last year. Our lives—and the lives of our animals—were threatened. Guns were drawn. Sheriff’s were called but harassment didn’t stop. The reality became unavoidable: staying would not end well.

That moment forced a pivot I never anticipated.

We made the decision to uproot everything—again. Our home, our lives, and our entire pack of ten animals. We chose to move across the country to Eden, North Carolina—a place I had never even visited before—to take over what we believed was an established rescue facility and build a new future there.

It was a massive leap of faith.

We left behind everything familiar and drove across the country with animals, uncertainty, and the hope that we were moving toward something safer and more sustainable.

But when we arrived, we realized we were stepping into another pivot.

What we thought was an established rescue facility and a home in need of “miror repairs” was actually something far more complicated. We found a hoarding situation. A house in disrepair and unsalvageable. Animals and animals onsite caretaker in distress. Land and lives that needed immediate attention. The scope of the work was far greater than we had been led to believe. After months of sheltering in place in fear for our safety, and a cross country move, we arrived exhausted, weary, and hoping for reprieve.

Only to discover there was no time or safe space to land or rest in our new home.

There was a moment where it would have been easy to feel defeated. We had already taken such a huge risk. We had already moved across the country. Spent tens of thousands of dollars, sold most of our things. And now we were facing an undertaking even larger than we imagined.

But instead of caving, we pivoted again.

Since arriving, Jackson, Aaron—our new resident sanctuary caretaker, and I have worked sunrise to sunset, shoulder to shoulder, combing through every inch of trash, biohazard and debris. Restoring safety and health to the animals we inherited. Rebuilding enclosures. Clearing land. Creating stability where there was once chaos, collected, infested, and left to rot.

It hasn’t been easy. In many ways, we’re still in the middle of the pivot. Six months in—we’ve made significant progress restoring the land and stabilizing the dozen animals we inherited and our original 10, our own living space remains one of the biggest challenges we’ve yet to fully resolve. All while dealing with the impact extended exposure to a toxic environment has had on our minds and bodies.

But what this experience has taught me is that pivoting isn’t failure—it’s responsiveness. It’s listening when circumstances change and having the courage to move toward alignment, even when the path forward is uncertain.

We left Washington to protect our lives and the lives of our animals. We came to North Carolina believing we were stepping into something established, and instead found ourselves building something from the ground up—again.

And in many ways, that’s the story of my life and work.

Pivoting not because things went wrong, but because I’m committed to creating something better—safer for the animals, safer for our team, and more sustainable for the future. Because while at times life has felt cursed, I’ve learned that curses cannot be reversed, only transformed.

Sometimes the most courageous thing you can do isn’t just holding on to what is—it’s letting go, and trusting that you can build again and better with what you’ve learned and loved along the way.

And that’s exactly what we’re doing now.

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