That Time of Year

Mother Hekate... She who nurtures all as She wanders the wild spaces.

Oh, if only I had known what was coming when I asked You what You whispered to Prometheus! In some ways, I'm used to that by now. In other ways, it has never stopped surprising me...and I hope it never does.

Here we are, Mother. That point in the year. So many people celebrating so many different things. The social expectations and obligations. But You know what happens to me every year, including the fact that I always hope the current year will be different.

It's hitting hard this year. It's been building for a while. And I just don't know what to do except give myself to You. Can I do that? How can I give myself to You now when I am fully devoted to You? Maybe it made me sense to me when offering myself to a Divine Being was "in this moment". I understand more now what was happening at those times.

I don't know how to do it again when it's no longer "in this moment". You come first, Mother Hekate, and that is how it always is. Maybe this is about reminding myself of that, and stating that I have not forgotten it in this moment. That the vulnerability that makes me want to shield myself from everyone else is completely open to You.

I could use a lot more words to say this, but I don't think they would bring me closer to the truth. Something I have learned from the Mysteries that I have been blessed with is that some truth cannot be held in words, but must be experienced.