Honoring Hekate on The Dark Moon Talk

n the deepest dark, when the moon withdraws her silver face,
The Ancient One stands at the threshold between worlds.
She who holds the keys to all mysteries,
She who walks the crossroads of past, present, and becoming,
She who tends the sacred flame in the temple of night.
Here, in this liminal moment, we do not come to ask or petition,
But to honor the Torch…