tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73719461626281628372024-03-12T18:34:36.274-07:00Milk and Honey: life serving BrighidAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14442078951874960038noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7371946162628162837.post-87669674349801645152013-01-06T18:48:00.000-08:002013-01-06T18:48:28.169-08:00Spiritual Sleeping PillMy lastest shift for Brighid was on the 3rd. Lit my candle at 4pm, when the sun went down. By 7 I was dead tired -- couldn't stop yawning, could barely keep my eyes open. Eventually bowed to the inevitable and went to sleep.<br />
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2013, so far, has been a rough year for me. When things are especially tough She tends to slip me a sleeping pill on my shift nights. There have been shift nights where I've conked <i>out</i> without even remembering to light a candle, say my prayer, acknowledge shift start time at <i>all</i>. I sleep several hours and then wake up feeling refreshed and wondering what the hell just happened.<br />
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It's almost like a divine alien abduction.<br />
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I used to feel guilty when this happened, but eventually I came to accept it. She's a goddess of, among many other things, healing. Her followers have to take care of themselves, too, and if we won't, She will <i>make sure</i> we do. I've realized, over the past 3 years, that yes, She wants me to do Her work, and it is <i>hard</i> work -- but She also wants me as whole as can be, and will not let me work myself to death.<br />
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So on shift nights when I start yawning very early, I go to bed as soon as I'm able and enjoy the rest She brings me. It's few and far between that I have a good night's sleep, after all.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14442078951874960038noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7371946162628162837.post-87635635100896268012012-12-01T21:34:00.000-08:002012-12-01T21:34:00.736-08:00Prophecy<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">She spoke to me in a tongue of flame,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">light flickering along the edges of my soul.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Like a dam bursting, Her words freed the truth already locked within me. </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Desperation flew</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">as the lies of my childhood fought the oncoming flood.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">They dig deep roots.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">But water is more powerful,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">and I know I am worthy:</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">I stand naked and proud before the Gods.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Anointed, Their priestess.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">And I am ready to hear Their sacred whispers</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">that ring like great horns in my head</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Like a snake’s tongue, </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">fire cleans my ears.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">And Her song </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">reverberates through my very being.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">The music makes a part of me I thought was dead</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">break into a new dance,</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">shedding old skin.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Power of words and words of power.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">I speak not of change already set to happen:</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">it is my speech that draws it to life.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">A picture painted </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">with sunlight on clouds.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">And just as permanent.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Land, Sea, Sky</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">What secrets do you hold?</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Brighid keep me</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Brighid teach me</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">How to speak with the world. </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Fires of inspiration </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Waters of passion</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">The path of sacred art calls me to your meeting places</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Brighid hold me</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Brighid keep me</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Help me heal myself.</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">Help me bring Your prophecy:</span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">words to heal the world. </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14442078951874960038noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7371946162628162837.post-55867781872453895102012-08-09T14:36:00.000-07:002012-11-23T13:10:00.580-08:00Writing as a Healing ToolI don't really consider myself a healer these days; at least not directly. It's not something I really focus on.<br />
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I don't really need to. I end up doing healing work in Brighid's name quite often, and sometimes inadvertently. Because one of the other things she has me do is write, and sometimes people tell me that what I've written has helped them heal themselves.<br />
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And sometimes what I write helps me heal myself.<br />
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I live in a world where writing really can save your life. That's because of Brighid. That's her blessing to me.<br />
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It's not an easy blessing to bear, but it is a blessing.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14442078951874960038noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7371946162628162837.post-34575834832692502112012-02-19T21:44:00.000-08:002012-11-23T13:09:41.281-08:00Mender of Broken Hearts<span class="zemanta-img separator" style="clear: right;"><a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Flammarion.jpg" style="clear: right; display: block; float: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="English: The Flammarion engraving is a wood en..." height="250" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/8/87/Flammarion.jpg/300px-Flammarion.jpg" style="border: none; font-size: 0.8em;" width="300" /></a><span class="zemanta-img-attribution" style="clear: both; float: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 300px;">Image via <a href="http://commons.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Flammarion.jpg">Wikipedia</a></span></span>Brighid, you who shines in the night sky<br />
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Brighid, you who rises above the eastern horizon to lead us to goodness every morn</div>
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Brighid, you whose light is within us all</div>
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Brighid, you for whom my heart beats</div>
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Brighid, you with the stitching kit and infinite patience</div>
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Brighid, you with the song to sing me well</div>
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Brighid, you with the hammer to smooth my roughness</div>
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I was broken before you, O Brighid, you who mends my cuts and tears and gets me ready for the front line. </div>
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I've been broken again, O Mistress of my undying devotion. </div>
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To you I return, again, and again -- to face the night, to face the dawn, to face the world with a new bravery kindled in my heart, with a new light to show me my path, with new love swelling in my chest. </div>
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Brighid, shining above us</div>
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Brighid, lighting our ways</div>
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Brighid, reminding us of our humanity. </div>
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