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Prayer Beads for the Triple Goddess

Blessed Mother Goddess, Queen of Heaven, She of Ten Thousand Names. Star Goddess. Mama Gaia. My Lady of the Green Wood. Brighid. Danu. Hecate. Minerva. Kuan Yin. Yemaya.

I give thanks and praises to you this day for your presence in my life and my heart.
I give thanks for your many gifts to us…

Starting with the Great Wheel of the Year,

Blessed is your gift of the Springtime…
For the gift of the seed in the ground
That bursts through the cold, dark soil;
For the renewal of life and the return of the Green.

Blessed is your gift of the Summertime…
Hot
Sticky sweet
Humming and buzzing with life
And the ripening.

Blessed is your gift of Autumn, now departing…
The cooling and the clearing,
Swirling, falling leaves of gold and crimson;
Birds on the wing,
Frosty mornings,
And the harvest gratefully gathered in.

Blessed is your gift of the Winter,
The icy winds that sweep clean the world;
The bare trees that reveal the glittering stars;
Silent roots growing deep within the land;
Sleeping, resting, going within;
The surrender to the dreaming dark.

Blessed am I the Maiden, full of adventure and laughter,
sweet and strong and free…

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  • December 2, 2010, 12:04 pm judy

    Bead Sisters, Bead Sisters, calling up the Medicine
    Choosing, Sorting, Stringing
    Chanting, Laughing, Singing
    beautiful circle of women
    beautiful circle of beads
    calling up the medicine.. the pure Good Medicine

  • December 2, 2010, 12:10 pm judy

    oops, I pressed submit before I could say that this little poem/chant is for Beth and myself and all of us Bead Sisters.

  • December 2, 2010, 2:16 pm Beth

    Judy! I love this! Thank you so much!!!
    I do wish we could all be gathered in person sometime, just as you describe us. This is Good Medicine.

  • December 3, 2010, 6:49 am arie

    This is beautiful Beth.
    I wish we could feel the seasons like you do, here in the land of Canaan, where rain has not come yet and a fire is consuming larges pieces of nature.
    Love/Arie