Hekate and the Voice of the Crossroads

Hekate is an ancient Goddess and one who is often seen as a Goddess of sorcery and of Witches.  But what is the source of Her power, as in who and what She really is behind the mask of the being known as Hekate (among other names)?  Can we ever really understand Her in Her entirety anymore than we can understand any God in their entirty?  I ask this question because, so far as my experience and my research into this question and others regarding the nature of the Gods has led me, the Gods as we know Them are masks (albiet living masks) for powers that otherwise we have difficulty relating to and connecting with. We need a personality, even if one not necessarily all that human. The closer you get to Their source, the less human and understandable they become.

The personality is Hekate, the Queen of Ghosts and Shadows, the lady of the crossroads.  She is a Goddess of the promise, of the oath, of secrets, of sorcery and spells. I would say She is a Goddess of the mystery where the earth and the waters meet, an old mystery beyond the understanding of words. She is magick without words, magick in the bone and in the flesh. She is the Lady of the Bones, including the bones you throw to divine the future and to work spells.  She is the conjurer’s Goddess of graveyard dust and bones and, in this way, She is related to her sister-Goddess, Fate.  She is priestess to Fate, or perhaps the foreshadowing of Fate that lies upon us when we are called to make a choice, in that moment of in-drawn breath before we swear ourselves to a new path.

Hekate is the Goddess of clocks and of masks, but not so much of what they represent as what lies between the ticks of the clock and behind the black eyes of the mask.  She is what peers out of Time and behind the skin of the world.  She stands between the stillness of the North and the whirling of the West.  And yet, all these words and images can but hint at who and what She really is because we can no more grasp that stillness and that whirling than we can stop the heavens from turning.  We can sometimes touch them, but we cannot step fully into them…not and remain ourselves.  Can we truly know Her and can we even hope to try?

Like Semele, if we ask and are granted the “Full Monty” of the Gods—in her case, of her lover Zeus—we would burn up and die.  Our flesh simply can’t stand up to that kind of unclothed connection to the Divine.  And yet, like Dionysus, who was “born” of the ashes that we left when Zeus reluctantly appeared in His full might and glory before Semele, we can be reborn of our own meltdown those rare times that we do ever so briefly glimpse the Divine, whether what lies behind Hekate or any other God or Goddess.  The question is what way do we want to go?  Whose mask do we want to peer behind?  They are all roads to the Divine Source and to those powers that emanate off that Source, yet some resonate more to us than others.

Hekate’s way is one that has three choices, the three roads that lie before you when you come to the crossroads.  You stand with your back to the way you have come, and now the decision time is upon you.  Two of the roads represent the dual nature of the world—past and future, up and down, male and female, night and day—and the middle road is that which lies between them, the road of the shaman, the road to fair Elphame, the Otherworld.  We can pick the road of light or the road of darkness or the road that winds between them, partaking of both and neither.  As a Witch, I know what road I’m most drawn to, but then I must admit that, despite its occasional hardship and heartbreak, I enjoy sitting on the hedge.

Copyright © 2009, Veronica Cummer, All Rights Reserved.

Veronica Cummer is the Author of Sorgitzak: Old Forest Craft and Masks of the Muse

Forms of Feminine Spirit

Aspects of the divine feminine have been explored by artists dating back to pre-history in cultures around the world. Small figures have been found at many sites, and it is believed that they were so portable due to the nomadic nature of earlier people. Have goddess, will travel! Today these forms of the feminine spirit come to us fresh and unblemished through the elegant sculptures of Maya Hill. Her series called JourneyStones are small pocket-sized goddess figures that can be carried wherever you go.

Delving deep in the mystery of womanhood, these flowing forms represent many aspects of the goddess that are being honored again today. Whether you are a girl or woman seeking to celebrate your feminine strengths, or anyone seeking a more intimate connection to the goddess, Forms of the Feminine Spirit brings it all into the palm of your hand. Faceless, they have a universal appeal that speaks to a broad audience of mysticism and devotion. Other themes that are explored include acceptance, balance, creation, desire, fertility, and wisdom.

In Defense of Fluffy Bunnies

by Beth Hansen-Buth

A lot has been said and written about what’s wrong with a variety of pagan or new age spirituality sarcastically referred to as the Fluffy Bunny. Just search Google for Fluffy Bunny Wicca and you will see what I mean. Those who follow the FB tradition may call themselves White Witches, Pink Witches, or Lightworkers. They are different than the black-clothed goth-lings who get their kicks out of frightening their parents and delight in improving their psychic vampire skills. Those would be the Misguided Gothic Vampire Bunnies from Hell or MGVH.

A true Fluffy Bunny believes that God and/or Goddess is good, loves us, and wants what’s best in our lives. Fluffy Bunnies like angels, spirit guides, crystals and flower fairies a great deal; as well as healing just about anything with the help of angels, spirit guides, crystals and flowers. Fluffy bunnies glow with childlike joy when they talk about their Goddess, and work hard at opening their third eye without getting bogged down with complex tools like the Tarot or Runes. Their chakras put out pastel rainbow colors when they are doing their lightworking, which is just about all the time.

Fluffy Bunnies embrace love, life, springtime and high vibrational energies. Sometimes they jingle when they walk because they love wearing bells and baubles which sparkle and tinkle. This often makes many Serious Traditional Wiccans, or STWs, who prefer their Gods imperfect, dark, tricky and unknowable very uncomfortable around the FB’s. Their circles are filled with seriousness, angst, and secrecy, believing that’s how it always has been and always should be. Incapable of lightening up, they shun the light, soft comforting embrace of Fluffy Bunnies.

Those who follow the FB tradition love to hug you any chance they get, wear lots of pink and violet, and smell like flowers. The FBW, or Fluffy Bunny Wiccans, take the wiccan rede “Do as thou wilt an it harm none” to a place closer to “do as thou wilt an it heal and uplift all” in actual practice. They make spells out of nursery rhymes, love children, and enjoy singing happy songs. They sing praise to the Goddess and thank her for her beauty while wearing super sparkley eye shadow and lipstick.

They also offer a gentle bridge to people seeking alternative, new age or pagan spirituality. Sometimes they settle down and learn to dig in the dirt becoming Gaia Pagans, and start wearing earth tones and ecologically friendly make-up. But when the flowers bloom in spring you can see the FB in them come out in all it’s glory. For they are glorious in their joy. When you see the twinkle in the eye of an FB a part of you may even see the Goddess in all her dancing, shining Maiden and Mother-love self, while the Crone and the Hunter are off catching bunny rabbits for the children to play with. Maybe, just maybe, there’s some wisdom to be found in wonder and joy too.

About the Author
Beth Hansen-Buth is a Wiccan, Reiki Practioner, Faeries’ Oracle Reader and Artist with some Druidic tendencies. She thinks it’s high time for grouchy old Wiccans to lighten up and enjoy themselves and hug a Fluffy Bunny or three.

copyright © 2007, Beth Hansen-Buth