Listen to me you dirty, fucking hippies who run the peace movement! Start putting the code for a button to your sites in IN AN EASY-TO-FIND PLACE ON YOUR FRONT GODDAMN PAGE. And, no more long speeches before the marches start! Don't make me call out the flying monkeys!
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 . . . ."