A Journey to the Cave with Hecate

During a massage in February, I have this Vision. Walking with Hecate right now through an online Journey, I re-membered meeting with Her in the Clearing and what She taught me at that time.

THE VISION

I arrived in The Clearing, the field full of Spring Flowers. I stood and soaked up the clear blue skies and scents of Spring. To my right, just outside the Tree Line, sat Hecate in Her Triple Goddess Forms. Maiden, Mother, Crone, around the Fire Pit, sewing together pieces of a QUILT.

Crone spoke: 'Come sit, my daughter.'

I sat and waited an Eternity.

Crone spoke: 'You did not finish the QUILT of your marriage. You have patches left undone. You have unfinished business.'

Crone spoke: 'We are the VOICE of all WOMEN and as such certain pieces of your QUILT must be A Dark Completion. GO TO THE CAVE!' She said as She went back to Her sewing with arthritic hands.

THE CAVE

The Cave is where I have joined the Sisters of the Goddess Table in many visions. There is a Red Crystal Table at the entrance. But today, no food was set and no Sisters present.

Shortly the Fae came up from the depths of the Cave and escorted me into Gaia's Womb. There, where many Healing Visions have taken place, the Fae took off my clothing and bathed me. Then I was robed and jewels placed on my head.

GIRLS AND WOMEN of all ages, all races, all religions, all economic status; all Girls and Women began pouring out from the Dark Crevices and up from the holes in the ground of Gaia's Womb. Some clothed but most covered in Veils of SHAME, and many naked with SCARS and WOUNDS blazing brightly. I stood in the middle of Gaia's WOMB as these Girls and Women surrounded me. This Chant began:

WE ARE THE PROSTITUTES!
WE ARE THE SEX-TRAFFICKED ONES!
WE ARE THE ANOREXIA, THE BULIMIC, THE OBESE!
WE ARE THE PORN ONES!
WE ARE THE BEATEN, THE BURNED!
WE ARE THE RAPED ONES!
WE ARE THE ROBBED AND MURDERED ONES!
WE ARE THE SEXUALLY ABUSED ONES!
WE ARE THE HUNGRY, THE COLD, THE LOST AND THE FORGOTTEN!
WE ARE THE INVISIBLE ONES!

WE HAVE NO VOICE!
YOU MUST BE OUR VOICE!

My tears flowed, as I have been a VOICE for so long and I am weary of the JOURNEY.
I know their plight.
I know THE VEIL OF SHAME.

And I knew why Crone sent me here. My VOICE will never be done. Never! I am not finished with the pieces of the QUILT that will banish one man from continuing to hurt women. I am THESE WOMEN and THESE WOMEN are ME! And we are THE DIVINE FEMALE!

I asked the Fae to bring Food and Drink, and we sat and ate together as we shared OUR stories. We sat and ate together as we weaved the Healing Quilt of Sisterhood. We continued writing HerStory!

The Time came for me to go. I hugged them all, and was escorted from the Womb of Gaia. Some of the Girls and Women came with me, but many were not ready to leave behind their Veils of Shame, Abuse, Hurt, Betrayal. They will remain nestled in Gaia's Womb while the rest of us Speak Boldly our Stories. As each of us do, another Woman is empowered to be Birthed into the World of Healing and Wholeness.

I, and many others, will be waiting for their Birth at the entrance of the Cave; just like Demeter waited for Her daughter Persephone to arrive. It is our words, our VOICES that will bring on the Labor Pains and the Ultimate Full Birthing of the Goddess into the World!

Blessed be!

(My soul collage card)