Honoring the Lady of Healing, Poetry, and the Forge, I offer this gorgeous poem by Barbara Flaherty, from an essential book of Brigid’s devotions. Continue Reading …
At noon, Eastern time, the dark spell of the past 4 years was broken. May healing, unity, and love prevail. Goddess bless our country. Continue Reading …
We are enduring some of the darkest times ever seen. But we’ve made a holy circle that cannot be broken. Rejoice! The Child of Promise is born. Continue Reading …
Tonight we enter the darkness of the last night before Solstice. Receive the gifts of Mother Night: balm for the too busy and bright dissonance. Continue Reading …
Guardian of the North, we stand on the threshold of Winter. Keeper of the deep places, roots beyond knowing, we light our fourth candle tonight. Continue Reading …
