A Brighid’s Day Poem

Snowdrop

Outside the earth is coated in ice and snow. Inside my orchids are blooming and it bides me through till the snowdrops and grape hyacinths will begin to stretch out of their winter slumber. I planted the snowdrops just this fall, and now that it is Imbolc I am very very anxious to see them, but winter lingers a bit longer here than in the isles.

Yet, despite the wait to come, I feel very blessed by the waves of inspiration that have come to me through the week. I am reorganizing a lot of space to fine tune it to my tastes. Some artists are not so sensitive to the environment, but I am not one of those. I forgot how much fun this kind of work can be. I have to make my standby studio more workable while my main studio is being completed.

MAY ALL BE THRICE BLESSED

Brighid ,
Lady of the Flame,
Stoke our internal fires:
may will be the fire of the heart,
may vision be the fire of the mind,
may passion be the fire of the flesh,
may all be thrice blessed.

Brighid,
Lady of the Forge,
Shape our internal form:
may strength be the form of the heart,
may wisdom be the form of the mind,
may vigor be the form of the flesh,
May all be thrice blessed.

Brighid,
Lady of the healing waters,
Renew our internal well,
may love be the well of the heart,
may peace be the well of the mind,
may health be the well of the flesh,
May all be thrice blessed.

 

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