Khaire Glorious Hekate!
Mother, I know no other appropriate way to open this than simply to praise You. You are the Soul of the World, the Torchbearer, the Keeper of Keys, Lady of Storms, Empress of the Dark Waters...so many other names, other roles, other domains. No matter what fear I may carry because of what is happening in mortal life, praising You is always appropriate! You know how difficult things have been, are, and are likely to be. Thank You for giving me a place to visit You at the beach. Thank You for giving me the honor of serving You as a priest. Thank You for guiding me toward work that brings me so much joy - publishing my first book, as one thing! - while so much is going on that very likely would have held me back on my own. You know what is happening in the world. You know well before we humans do. You know how it has been building. You know the many factors, the paths that have been taken, the long histories. Mother, I don't know why we humans keep doing all the horrible things. It...