Mary Travers Is Gone And Lots Of Assholes Live On. It Makes No Sense.
There's a tiny bitty speck in that crowd that is the young Hecate, in an Aran sweater, wearing a wooden peace symbol on a leather cord around her neck, marching w her dad and her sister, L. You can see her if you look v hard. It's been a long, long time, and we're not as far along as I had hoped.
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 . . . ."
2 comments:
"Mary Travers Is Gone And Lots Of Assholes Live On"
Ever is it thus. One more demonstration that there ain't nobody minding the Shop.
Thanks for sharing! I'm envious of you getting to be there, with or without pimples.
We will call her name and honor her passing at Samhain.
K.
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