Wanted to share how I dipped my toes into honoring Hecate lately. Honestly, got curious after reading some stuff online. Always heard she watches over crossroads and stuff, thought it might be grounding. Didn’t go all out with fancy ancient stuff – kept it simple for my modern, kinda lazy life. Here’s exactly what went down, warts and all.
Gathering My Simple Gear
First things first, I dug around the apartment for stuff that felt right. No special witch shops involved.
- White Candle: Scrounged one up from the emergency drawer. Was dusty as hell.
- Key: Grabbed an old house key off my keychain. Figured keys are kinda her thing.
- Garlic Clove: Raided the kitchen. Peeling it made my fingers smell terrible.
- Egg: Felt a bit weird, but hey, symbolism. Used a raw one.
- Small Bowl: Stole one of those little sauce dishes from the cabinet.
- Water: Plain tap water filled an old juice glass.
- Incense (Kinda): Didn’t have special incense, just burned a stick I had left over from that meditation phase.
Took like 10 minutes tops. Felt pretty chuffed I didn’t need to buy anything special.
Setting Up My Kitchen “Altar”
Cleared a spot on the kitchen counter. Seriously, shoved the mail and empty cereal box aside. Lit the incense first, let the smoky smell hang in the air. Felt like it set the mood a bit. Placed the dusty white candle dead center. Dropped that old key right in front of it. Huddled the garlic clove near the key – smelled stronger than I expected. Filled the little sauce bowl with water and plonked the raw egg right into it. Egg floated weirdly. Whole setup looked super makeshift, but hey, that was the point.
Actually Doing the Thing
Stood there for a sec, feeling kinda silly staring at my kitchen counter. Took a breath to chill out. Whispered something simple like, “Hecate, lady of the keys and roads, crossing my path maybe.” Didn’t do any special chants or poems – just kept it in my own plain words. Thanked her for protection, guidance… the basics. Honestly felt strange talking out loud to an empty room.
Then I just shut up and stared at the candle flame. Tried to clear my head, focus on the light. My brain kept drifting to work emails, what to have for dinner… took effort to pull it back. Maybe lasted 5 minutes? Didn’t set a timer. Felt longer.
Finishing Up
Snuffed the candle (blew it out, I mean, didn’t have a snuffer!). Pulled the key out. Dumped the garlic clove outside near my apartment’s gate later – just tossed it into a bush kinda respectfully. Poured the water away down the sink. Washed the little bowl. The egg? Felt wrong to eat it after. Buried it crudely in a potted plant I hope survives. Still got that key on me.
Felt… calm afterwards. Not magic sparkles, just a sense of having done something mindful, connecting with an idea way bigger than me. Was it “real” worship? Dunno. Felt genuine to me, simple and approachable. Kept the whole thing under half an hour. Anyone could do this version without freaking out or breaking the bank.
