Hearts of Fire
With the altar ablaze in our kitchen and offerings set before the mask he’d crafted when she’d first revealed her countenance to his seeking eyes those many years ago, we set about to honor Hekate, Queen of Witches, on this her noted feast day. We sang. We chanted. We prayed for ourselves and we prayed for our friends. We prayed for her help to do that which we’d come here to do. “And Hekate,” my…