My boveda, overflowing with flowers and love after a prayer meeting with my godsisters tonight. Life is so good. I am truly blessed.

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This is a picture of the Hekate statue on my boveda. It's there because it was determined during one of my readings last summer that an ancestor of mine was possibly a priest/ess of Hecate, and has been attempting to communicate with me through Her. Hekate was the goddess I dedicated myself to when I first realized I was pagan back in '96. It was around this time, maybe even before, that the doula idea first started floating around in my consciousness (the daughter of a good friend, a nurse who worked at the family practice clinic where I worked in Oak Harbor, was preparing to attend midwifery school, and I think that's when I really started thinking about this sort of thing seriously).

Well, Hekate has historically been known as the goddess of witches, the crossroads (hello, Eleggua!) and - what else? Guess.

Midwives.

Things really have a way of coming full circle.....