I make a nice living working for The Man and I haven't (yet) had to do a fundraiser here on the internets. But if you do enjoy my blog and you have a bit of money energy that you'd like to send back into the universe, you could donate it to Athenae's First Draft. I'm a pretty good writer and I can produce some decent prose, but, as I've said before, I'd chew off my right arm to be able to write the way that Athenae writes.
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 . . . ."