What do we most need to know for the coming week?
Oh I just had to laugh when I saw this card. Sure, isn’t it an incarnation of Brigit Herself at the forge? And are we not celebrating Her feast day?
I’ll be posting another poem tomorrow for the Poetry Slam, but today I’d like to share this poem my friend Helen Farias (founder of the original Beltane Papers) wrote back in the early 90’s:
Brigid, the Lady in Green
I am that One on High who guides the seasons round the year.
The flame and the forge are mine,
the bridestone and the holy well.
I made the whistle that calls through the night,
for the safety of all women.
It is I who places her footprint in the ashes.
My well is the well of passion,
and my fire burns away fear.
Will you risk it?
Flame dissolves as it transforms. Be careful.
Fire transforms as it destroys. Be brave!
Benediction:
The blessing of all who dwell within this wood encompass you.
Go forth without sorrow to the Land that is rimmed round with music,
where flowers rain down from a crystal sky.
You will not see me again, not for a year and a day.
I go from you with a good heart, be your goodwill to me.
And may Sun and Wind and deep-rooted Earth
grant you happy outcome.
— Helen Farias, 1993
Oh how perfect! And I love this beautiful offering to Blessed Brigid by Helen. This brings tears to my eyes.
Thank you so much for this, Joanna!
Posted by: Beth Owl's Daughter | February 01, 2010 at 12:22 PM
Beautiful! May I read it at our Imbolc celebration tomorrow?
Posted by: Tracie | February 01, 2010 at 01:20 PM
Lovely poem and v appropriate card. I love that Tarot has a sense of humor.
Blessed Imbolc!
Posted by: Hecate, Runnymead Conspirator | February 01, 2010 at 03:15 PM
Of course, Tracie!
Posted by: joanna | February 01, 2010 at 05:51 PM