Hilary Lee Cook Pell Meyer
August 3, 1956 - February 26, 2023
"The Union of the Gods renews the world."
Hilary Lee Cook Pell Meyer was a big woman, big in every way: big of spirit, big of voice, big of body, big of heart.
Even in a community of weirdos, she was a stand-out weirdo.
She served the Goddess, the Craft, and the People that she loved, fiercely and fearlessly, for more than 40 years.
I lived just around the corner from Hilary here in the pagan neighborhood in Minneapolis for many years. One morning, waiting at a stoplight, a vision in black crossed the street in front of me: skintight black bodysuit, thigh-high black boots, black cloak and raven-black hair flapping behind her as she strode.
It was Hilary, of course. It was 8:30 in the morning.
“Ye Gods,” I thought, “I am proud to know this woman.”
Hilary lived a big life, and she died a big death. When she went into the Fire on the morning of Sunday, February 26, 2023, she took along with her her grand old Victorian house and everything in it. No viking chieftain could have done it better.
Hail and farewell, Hilary. Reborn to the People.