I am posting this mostly to help others. Lies are all around us every day. And most of the time we cant change that. But what we can do is address the lies we tell ourselves. I am speaking from the viewpoint of someone who struggles with anxiety. I can worry myself sick over things I've made up in my own mind. So lately when I have a worry rooted in fear and anxiety I simply ask "but is that true?" And that's been helping me redirect my thoughts when I am stressed. I hope that helps others. 💖

We walk the night‑path of the alphabet, invoking a plant, flower, or medicinal herb at each step. If the herb’s hidden wisdom is known, whisper its healing gifts as an offering to the Triple‑Gate.If only the name comes to mind, place it on the altar of letters and let the mysteries grow. How to Play: 1. We begin with A and name a plant of the crossroads. 2. You answer with B, then C, and so on, each entry following the next letter in order. 3. When you can, add a brief note of its traditional medicinal use (e.g., “lavender – calms nervous tension”). 4. If the herb is unfamiliar beyond its name, simply give the name and let the next traveler expand its lore. The Goal: To trace a continuous strand of botanical knowledge, honoring Hekate’s role as keeper of thresholds—between letter and plant, between spirit and flesh. I shall light the first candle below.

I keep many things on my Hekate altar but I want to talk about my keys. Keys have many uses too in my practice like using them as talismans for unlocking doors that are not open to you. I keep keys I have found or skeleton keys I have bought on my altar. I use specific ones to open different gates when I visit Hekate’s garden. I remember the first time I visited her garden and used the key to open the gate. It was true magic. I could feel the lock click open when I turned the key. That’s something on my altar, what’s on yours?

Can we talk about Cerberus for a minute? Not the monster from the movie poster. Not the snarling three-headed beast you half-remember from a Percy Jackson book. The real one. The oldest one. The one who has stood at the gates of Hades since before the Olympians took their thrones — and has never once left his post. I've been writing a section on Cerberus for the course, and it cracked something open in me that I wasn't expecting. We talk a lot about Hekate as the Keyholder — the Kleidouchos — the one who opens the gates of the underworld. But we don't talk enough about who stands on the other side of those gates. The hound. Three heads. Chain-scarred chest. Born of Echidna and Typhon — the two most terrifying beings in Greek mythology — and yet his job isn't to destroy. It's to watch. To stay. To make sure that what's dead stays held and what's living doesn't wander in unprepared. Dogs are sacred to Hekate. Their howling at night announced her coming. At crossroads, dogs were offered in her name. The hound at the gate and the goddess with the key — they guard the same threshold. And when Heracles dragged Cerberus into the daylight, the beast foamed and raged and drooled on the earth, and from that foam grew aconite — wolfsbane — Hekate's own plant, the queen of poisons, called hecateis in the ancient world because it belonged to her before it belonged to anyone. The hound's spit became the goddess's medicine. Think about that. I wrote something for him — a song and a sonnet, hehehe — and I'll be sharing a full expanded section on Cerberus and aconite inside The Old Ways course available to you went you rwach level 3 on Skool after interacting with the comminuty here on the Hub. The mythology here is layered in ways I don't think most people realize. The poison path, the flying ointments, Medea's cup, Athena's transformation of Arachne — all of it traces back to a three-headed dog who drooled on a hillside. More coming soon. Here’s the PREVIEW DOC! It will take you to my GoogleDoc.

Okay, loves. Come closer. 🕯️ I've been working on something golden for the returning sun and I'm ready to let you peek behind the curtain. For those of you who've almost made it to Level 3 —you’ve been doing the work, and that matters more than you know. Keep going. Your moment is coming and it's going to be worth it. I'm sharing a preview doc for what's next on this path: ☀️ The Apollonian Rite of Illumination & Harmony ☀️ This is from my course The Old Ways: A Course in Greek Sacred Practice — and honestly? This rite is why I do this. Apollo doesn't just illuminate the world around you. He illuminates what's inside you. The harmony, the tension, the truth you've been circling around. This rite is your invitation to step into that light. 👉 Google Doc to view and download! Open it. Sit with it. Let it speak to you before you speak about it. Then come back here and tell me — what's the first thing that stirred in you when you read it? I genuinely want to know. This community is built on your voices, not just mine. More is coming! 🔥 Blessings, Tirza