I got home from a wonderful dinner just as the sun was setting. We already had a candle and holder picked out for this. So I hurried off to gather it up and set it on the alter. As the sun dipped below the horizon a few minutes later I lit it.
It was a feeling of being apart of something bigger, something that could easily have a global base. With the candle lit I returned to the tasks I knew must be done with a renewed vigor. A bit of writing and a bit of house work. I had the urge to set aside my regular project and worked on Questions of Faith, a much more spiritual project then the others.
Brighid was there and she moved on. Leaving a small piece of herself and her flame with me to connect me with the others and as a reminder of our time together until the next time.
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Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
AS #1 Brighid follower, I find myself weak in the knees when I am"receiving"the flame. I never feel worthy, but to have it passed to someone else would do me in. I am "in the space"for about 48 hours and find it hard for everyday life. I talk to her all the time. I feel fine when she is near.
She shows me the way, she lights my soul. She is the driver in my volvo of life.
I look forward in sharing this with you all. I feel a t-shirt coming on...
Lisa, daughter of Brighid.
She shows me the way, she lights my soul. She is the driver in my volvo of life.
I look forward in sharing this with you all. I feel a t-shirt coming on...
Lisa, daughter of Brighid.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Day 20 - Brighid takes the Flame
and spreads Her mantle over all of us.
Mighty Brighid, keeper of the flame,
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.
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.
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