Saturday, July 5, 2014

HEKATE (HEH - ka - tee)

Daughter of the star Gooddess Asterie, cousin of Artemis, and a close friend of the Gooddesses Demeter and Persephone,  Hekate is a great and beneficient deity in many departments of life. She is connected to the mysteries of birth, death, and rebirth, and has the power to bestow fertility.

She was born in an explosion of stars and lives in the depths of the Underworld, where the spirits of the dead reside. She is queen of ghosts and magic, protector of witches and enchanters. She is a Gooddess of travel and roads, in particular crossroads (which are often the centre of nocturnal ghostly activities).

At night you may see her haunting a crossroads armed with a scourge and blazing torch, accompanied by hellhounds and swarms of phantoms. In statues she is often represented in triple form and her image can be set up as an averter of evil.

    She has a predilection for sea deities as lovers, and is mother to the monster Skylla, a giant twelve-legged, dog-headed monster, who plucks sailors from boats and devours them by the handful.


You are multifaceted, adaptable, versatile, and capable of playing many roles. You are brave, strong and clever, with a clear perception of reality and the courage to speak the truth.
    You are loyal and trustworthy and relate to others on many levels. Family and friends are important to you, as is the feeling that you belong somewhere. You are co-operative and aware of the interconnectedness of all existence, but you are also an individual. You are emotionally strong and yet easily touched. You are grateful for everything you have. You achieve much and are surrounded by an atmosphere of plenty and good luck.

Uh oh:  

Beware of trying to shoot off in too many directions at once. An overcrowded mind inhibits your full participation in life. You are scatterbrained, indecisive, and unfocused, with a tendency to spread yoursylph too thin, and start new things before the old are finished.
    If you do not let the Gooddesses into your life, the clamour inside your head becomes too great. You lose faith in your own judgement. You become frightened and uncertain, not knowing what to do or which way to turn, until you retreat into catatonia.

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