Down the Rabbit Hole: The Seventh Gate and Beyond

He waits for me at the Seventh Gate, guised in his ram skull form. I don’t see this form often and I know to take it deadly serious. He is a God, not a spirit, and what he takes he can choose to keep if it serves me no purpose.

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Scumbugg vs. MDC by scumbugg

This one hurts, it turns out. I had figured it would be asked of me, but I hadn’t expected how much it would hurt when the time came. With my wedding band he takes from me my relationships – my friends, my family, my kids… My Partner.

There is no idle chatter, that will be left for the return. It is done, and I am devastated by the impact.

He sends me on…

There’s a break in the working here. I return to it a day later after having written everything down and started processing what had been and how I felt.

I return to where I left

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Hecate by CanisAlbus

off. Standing on the far side of the 7th gate. I continue down the path, black rabbit in arm, until I reach a river. The ferryman advises I bathe before crossing. I do, and I pay him the usual fare for taking me across.

I walk on, the landscape is different here. Rocky and blasted. It is here that I come face to face with the Lady of the Ways, Hekate. We speak, briefly, of altars and growth. She reassures me about what I have been doing so far for her and sends me on with the simple warning ‘It will be hard’.

And I find myself at the end, or is it the centre?

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Hekate

She is patient. She has out waited me…

She let me fumble, let me reject, let me run from Her.

And in turn She let me return to Her at my own pace. Slow, steady, unsure but willing.

Step by step, I come home, to the Keeper of the Keys, Mistress of the Ways.