Writing Brigit


Writing Brigit

Many years ago I wrote my first Brigit prayer. Poem. Blessing... I have been writing them ever since, but seldom publish them. Some are carefully researched and crafted, some are simple and straight from the heart.

The prayers and blessings of my sisters in the Daughters of the Flame and other Brigit-loving women and men, living and long-dead, fill me with surprise and delight, as well.

I would like to share some of these writings with you.

Following is the one that signs off each of my emails, a reminder to guide my words and intentions with care when I write to anyone. It's as good a place to start as any.


Flame Offering

In the name of the three Brigits

I light the candle of my heart

May I offer it to everyone

gentle and steady

warm and bright



15 September 2016

“Hostel” by Mael Brigde




Hostel

your hostel
its entrance in the countryside
its contents beyond this world

vast cauldron furnishes
every sumptuous feast
wild garlic  leek
joints of tender calf
salt butter dissolves
in simmering oats

pluck of harp and lyre
mesmerizing voice
games by hearthfire’s glow
enrich the hours of night

a happy ageless comely place
where travellers rest
on wooden couch
and fine wool cloak

no sudden transformations
on their return without
young men turned to dust
as ages skirr

Brigit smiles on all her guests
hears their many tales
comforts them
and guides them on their way






Copyright: Casey June Wolf (2015)

Image:  Maedoc book-cover, Ireland, circa 1000 AD. The earliest unambiguous depiction of an Irish harp. Attribution: Sea horn at the English language Wikipedia [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons

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