blazing in the darkness of winter.
O goddess, we honor you, bringer of light,
healer, exalted one.
Bless us now, hearth mother,
that we may be as fruitful as the soil itself,
and our lives abundant and fertile.
There is a legend that each night for 19 nights, believers tended the Flame of Brighid from sunset to sunset, and on the 20th day, She herself tends the flame. From our diversity, we model unity of purpose, tending the flame of Our Lady, and serving her at the Well, at the Forge, in Healing and in Poetry. We are the 19, and we share our journey with you. Join us!