#hekatean

ICYMI, I've presented two lectures on Hekate so far that are available for anyone to check out!

A Non-Chthonic Portrait of Hekate

Originally presented for Mt Nysa Mystery School's free lecture series.

This lecture explores the non-chthonic aspects of the fascinating goddess Hekate, with a look into her earlier cults and myths.

Hekate and the Restless Dead

Originally presented for partnership event between the Sanctuary of the Crossroads and The Divine Cove

Quinton presents an introduction to the restless dead of Ancient Greece, including what the restless dead are, how the ancient Athenians interacted with them, how Hekate came to be known as the leader of the restless dead, and some misconceptions about the restless dead in modern practice.

My Path to Wicca: Guided by Hecate

I didn’t find Wicca through books or friends or curiosity. I found it — or it found me — when everything else in my life had fallen apart.

I was standing in the ruins of a broken relationship. My heart was shattered. My bank account was empty. I had nothing left but questions and pain. That’s when Hecate came into my life — quietly, powerfully, unmistakably. I didn’t know who she was at first, only that I felt her presence when I had no one else. She didn’t promise comfort. She offered truth. And that was the beginning.

Through her, I found Wicca. Not the Instagram version — but the real, raw path. Wicca didn’t hand me miracles. It didn’t fix my life overnight. What it did was demand honesty, effort, and trust. And in return, it gave me strength I didn’t know I had.

My journey hasn’t been easy. Tests came. Obstacles hit harder the deeper I went. Wicca isn’t a shortcut. It’s not a spellbook for escaping pain. It’s a path of self-discovery, discipline, and devotion. But with every hardship, my faith deepened. With every setback, I grew more grounded.

The turning point came when I found my guru — my high priestess. That moment changed everything. The day I decided that this was my spiritual guide, that I would follow her teachings and stop seeking elsewhere, the chaos in me finally quieted. No more confusion. No more drifting. Just clear direction and deep trust.

Since then, I’ve never looked back.

Today, I walk with both my guru and Hecate at my side. They’ve never left me. Their presence reminds me that I’m not alone — even when life shakes me. They guide me, challenge me, protect me, and remind me of the power within me.

Wicca didn’t rescue me. It transformed me.

Hekate waits. Not as a distant myth recited in books, but as the very intelligence of the crossroad itself. She does not come with incense or spectacle. She comes in the silence after your life has burned down, in the moment you realize you cannot return or run.

Happy Deipnon to all the Hekatean Girlies (in a gender neutral way):P

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Honor the gods and may they be with you🤍✨