Sacred Flame and Healing Waters: We Give Thanks to Our Dear Brighid
With love and deepest gratitude, I invite you to join me in honoring this holy day that is dedicated to this Great Goddess of my ancestral people.
With love and deepest gratitude, I invite you to join me in honoring this holy day that is dedicated to this Great Goddess of my ancestral people.
It is by my service to this Goddess that I call myself a Priestess of Illumination; I tend and share Her flames of creativity, rebirth, and healing.
You may recall this from the funeral service for Jackie Kennedy Onassis. I’ve always loved it. May it be a gift of farewell to the end of this year.
Each Lughnasadh, it’s my tradition to share this sublime Mary Oliver poem. Let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Last year, I wrote a retraction (of sorts) regarding the snakes vs. Patrick on this holiday. This year, weary of squabbles, I offer an alternative.
“The opposite of war is not peace, it’s creation.” Let us honor dear Brighid, Goddess of renewal, healing, poetry, and creativity with vows of peace.
I woke up this morning, with this poem that I’ve long loved running through my head. I am sure I needed it, and I bet you might, too. Yes. Yes. Yes.
A number of us are singing the Gayatri Mantra every day at 10am, whatever your local time, to create a global wave of healing and devotion. Join us?
Since today is the astronomical mid-point between Summer Solstice and Autumn Equinox, I am encoring my favorite poem that suits Lughnasadh so well. Blessings.
Thanks to so many who’ve already shared this. I just had to pay it forward on my blog today. Because, because, because. Love.