I'm not a Pisces, but I don't know how anyone could see that creature and not rejoice down to their curly little toes over the amazingness of the universe.
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 . . . ."
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I'm not a Pisces, but I don't know how anyone could see that creature and not rejoice down to their curly little toes over the amazingness of the universe.
As a friend of mine used to say,
Blessa, blessa, blessa.
Sia
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