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

30 May 2017

“Night of Sorrow” by Mael Brigde

Night of Sorrow

you chose your penance
in an icy pool
wept and prayed all night                  

God could not bear
such self-reproach
dried the waters
forced you into warmth

then perhaps
Darlughdacha came to you
held your grieving head
Brendan your confessor
gently heard
Conlaeth and the virgins
gathered round your bed
till light returned

as it pinked the Curragh
as it gilt the rising oaks
you spied wren and crow
fox and finch
wolf and cow and crane
bearing silent witness
to their love

See: Ó Cathaín, Festival of Brigit, pg. 25, for the story referred to here.
Image: By Miguel Mendez from Malahide, Ireland (Malahide at Dawn (version 1)) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons CROPPED. For the full image click here.


  1. New reading for me ....thank you

    1. Oh! I didn't get notice of this response, Pat. Thank you so much!

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