I call Hekate of the Crossroads, worshipped at the meeting of three paths, oh lovely one.
In the sky, earth, and sea, you are venerated in your saffron-colored robes.
Funereal Daimôn, celebrating among the souls of those who have passed.
Persian, fond of deserted places, you delight in deer.
Goddess of night, protectress of dogs, invincible Queen.
Drawn by a yoke of bulls, you are the queen who holds the keys to all the Kózmos.
Commander, Nýmphi, nurturer of children, you who haunt the mountains.
Pray, Maiden, attend our hallowed rituals;
Be forever gracious to your mystic herdsman and rejoice in our gifts of incense.
Orphic Hymn to Hekate, translation from HellenicGods.org
Hekate Sees All...
This year, Sickle is all about its namesake:
Hekate, Goddess of the Crossroads, Goddess of Witches.
As the Goddess of Witches, this is the perfect time to honor those who have made big impacts on the Pagan community! We will not only have rituals and workshops dedicated to Hekate, but we also will have workshops and ceremonies dedicated to leadership and gratitude for our volunteers.
