Keeper of Keys, Guardian of Gates

Mother, I see things unlocking. I see them opening. I almost want to say I see what is waiting for me, but I feel that whisper of, "No...this is just the gateway..."

I look back at the road I've been walking at see it forming a circle. Not a useless repetition that leads to nowhere, but more like the Fool's journey in tarot. Maybe it's not a circle, but a spiral.

Pieces of stories start fitting together. Old friends of the Otherworld show up again. It's all familiar, but not the same as before. There is growth. There is knowledge. There is understanding...sometimes understanding that I don't understand it all.

I asked You for guidance. I see Your blessings opening for me. Thank You, Mother.

Khaire Hekate!
Khaire Hekate!
Khaire Hekate!

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