Baba Yaga is one of the four Goddesses that I call whenever I sit at my altar. I'm still learning to "grok" her. But any old, muscled woman who can pick up house and move like that is a role model for me. I think she is old, strong, and unafraid to move. With my Moon in Taurus, learning to pick up and move when it's time to move is a good lesson for me.
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 . . . ."