I think that this is why we say, whenever we cast a circle, "We are between the worlds. What we do between them affects them all." I sometimes think that, if we truly believe that, we must be very careful about the magic that we work. It's an awesome responsibility, to do magic that impacts worlds that you don't even really know.
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 . . . ."