It's pretty good. It's pretty darn good, the howling at the full moon with a group of skyclad witches in the cold and fog and darkness. It's pretty darn good.
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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Saw the moon through scudding clouds night before last, it was wonderful. Last night, tho, it rained, no moon for me.
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