Lately, there's been a bit of a witch war brewing over an American Wiccan tradition known as Reclaiming. (Full Transparency: I've taken a number of the core Reclaiming classes and am signed-up to take another this Fall.) That's not too shocking; witch wars are, apparently, an inevitable occupational hazzard. But I was reading up on this latest witch war over at M. Macha Nightmare's blog and came upon a comment by one of her commenters named Marjie, who said: The easier, softer way is a fantasy that will eventually bite us in the ass.
And it occured to me that this statement is certainly true of Wicca and Pagan thealogy in general but also of many, many other aspects of life. It's the desire to avoid that ass-bite that often drives me to go ahead and do the difficult thing that I really don't want to do. Lawyers, like, in some ways, witches, are generally risk averse.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."