crone living with cancer making friends with death funeral plans and pre-death rituals become a community affair double saturn return brings a beautifully pagan croning ceremony gaia at her radiant best green rolling hills rocky knoll sacred tree blazing fires calling ancestors venus attending in the night sky lesbian clan singing as i enter the third trimester of my life a celtic warrior queen walking with ancestors time now to prepare my beloved daughters my precious sisters my devoted family my special friends for my journey towards a complete and peaceful death warrior queen reigning over life wounds healed in heart mind and spirit wisdom and life stories shared and stored wrapped in a magnificent croning cloak decorated with thoughtfulness by my female clan patches stitched beaded and drawn celebrating each woman's connection to me inspiring creative colourful moving delightful patches continue to arrive as cloak is destined for shroud when living is done safe nurtured and cloaked in love when journeying to the land of the dead no queen will travel as gloriously robed as i in the colors and handcraft of my precious friends family and beloved lesbian clan scottish lass to celtic warrior queen i delight in the depths and joys of this time of my life.
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 . . . ."