Meaning: Choice, transition, honoring the gods of thresholds

At the Crossroads, no path is neutral.
Every choice is a carving of fate.
This is where Hekate watches—and Hermes waits.
They do not tell you which way to go. Only that it matters.

Stand at a literal crossroads if you can.
If not, stand at a doorway or a branching place.
Say aloud: “I do not choose lightly.”
This is the oldest altar—where roads remember prayers.

Place a coin, a key, or a token at the junction.
Offer it to the gods of the path.
Whisper what you seek—not what you fear.
The threshold responds only to truth.

Tonight, dream deliberately.
Ask for a sign.
The path is not given to the bold—but to the ready.
And those who honor the watcher at the gate.