O Thou Brigid
(written for Brigid, February, 2003)

Stand we now, at the Crossroads truly.

O thou Brigid
Would that you might bless us in this our hour of terror and unknowing

Millky Breasted Brigid
Quench now eternally the human thirst for violence
and sooth the brows pulled tight in worry
Pour out your Love upon all the Earth
For She is dry as tinders, Mother, awaiting to ignite
Cool and quell our hate impassioned hearts
Calm and heal our Souls divided against our Selves, each other and the land itself.
Relax our restless minds which seek solace and fullness in that which is empty.

Bring us, O Brigid, the Deep Peace of composure, forethought and wisdom
Send forth the quietude of compassion
Still the winds of war and vengeance, greed and ignorance
And pour upon the Earth your Love.

I pray now for our Surrender to your Holy Well of Peace.

Stand we now, at the Crossroads truly.
O thou Brigid
Would that you might bless us in this our final hour of resistance.

Flame tongued Brigid
Set now the Fire of Transformation upon us
Let it burn across the Earth igniting a Holy passion for peace
Setting our minds ablaze with visions of wholeness and cooperation
Implant in our broken hearts the Spark of Desire for a New Way
Fan the embers banked so many thousands of years ago and alight again
The Fire at the Center of the Circle ablaze with Renewal
So we might take up our Prayer drums once more to
Drown out the maddening drums of war
And Silence the hypnotizing rhythms of rhetoric

O Brigid, burn away these veils of apathy so we might re-member our Purpose!
For are we not to Walk the Earth with You in our own Divinity?
Are we not to tend the green land?
Are we not come to heal all divisions?
Have we not been charged with the nurture of all living beings?
The call has come yet so many are deaf
The signs are here before us, yet so many turn away from the simple Truth
The Elders have called us to action and still we stand, mystified
Entranced and Immobilized by a Curse crafted in secrecy for over forty years
By the Men of False Power who serve the god of filth

I pray now for our awakening to our Time of Transformation.

Stand we now, at the Crossroads truly.
O thou Brigid
Would that you might bless us in this our hour of need.

Star-crowned Brigid of the Night
Loose upon us the Old Magics
Return our hands to the Sacred Rhythms beat out upon Drums of Peace
And the Untold Gestures which invoke the Ancient Ones
Let our feet dance and turn and mark out the Patterns and Rhythms upon the Sacred Earth
Embolden our Voices that we might chant the Holy Words of Power
Invoking the Peaceful, Ancient Spirits of the Green World,
Sharpen our Vision so we might See truth without flinching
Make courageous our Hearts so we might go forth to heal and mend in Strength
Open wide our Ears so we might hear the cries of all the Natural World calling us to action
Embolden our Will that we might take the next step toward Living our Purpose
Enliven our Dreams granting us visions of the Holy Wisdom by which we are meant to live.
Make unto our hands the ability to heal with touch and craft with precision the Tools of Glory
So we might tend and be tended,
touch and be touched
feed and be fed,
clothe and be clothed,
shelter and be sheltered,
heal and be healed,
love and be loved,
Know and be Known.

I pray now for our awakening to the Ancient Arts of Magic.

Stand we now, at the Crossroads truly.
O thou Brigid
Would that you might bless us in this our hour of ignorance

All Knowing, All Seeing Brigid
Let those who Know, Teach—
The Art of Spinning and Weaving and Cloth
The Art of Tilling and Sowing and Harvest
The Art of Story and Poetry and Song
The Art of Detection and Diagnostics and Prescription
The Art of Healing and Mid-Wifery and Herbs
The Art of Threshing and Pounding and Storing of Grain
The Art of Protection and Silence and Spells
The Art of Invisibility and Shape-shifting and Cunning
The Art of Cooking and Storing and Sharing
The Art of Fire and Water and Wind for Power
The Art of Self Knowledge and Self Governance and Self Love
The Art of Reading Stars and Omens and Stones
The Art of Computer Code and Technology and Electronics
The Art of Council and Cooperation and Communication
The Art of Ceremony and Offerings and Sacred Wisdom
The Art of Village Life and Tribalism and Community
The Art of Barter and Sharing and the Give-Away
The Art of Animal Speak, and Earth Speak and Star Speak
The Art of Sacred Sex, Sacred Marriage and Family
The Art of Looking Within, Looking Without and Synthesization
The Art of Carpentry and Masonry and Building
The Art of Symbols and Sigils and Signs
The Art of Paint and Adornement and Beauty
The Art of Song and Laughter and Entertainment
The Art of Physics and Science and Mathematics
The Art of Justice and Wisdom and Law
The Art of Prayer and Devotion and Religion
The Art of Dowsing and Ley Lines and Listening
The Art of Flowers and Grasses and Seeds
The Art of Identifying and Gathering and Preparing
The Art of Tracking and Hunting and Offering
The Art of Reciprocity, Receipt and Return
The Art of Childcare and Eldercare and AllCare
The Art of Travel through Time and Space without movement
The Art of Gathering without being Seen
The Art of Speaking without utterance of Sound
The Art of Surrender and Compromise and Will
The art of Apology and Amends and Forgiveness
The Art of Mediation, Peacemaking and Consensus
The Art of Language and Poetics and Words

Let those who Know, Teach.
Let those in ignorance Learn

That we might survive.
That we might thrive.
That we may Walk the Earth in Beauty and Bounty
New Gods
Hand in Hand with the Gods of Old

The Earth is not ending.
There is no Armageddon
We are in the very midst of birth pangs.
We are being Birthed into our Divine Nature.
Let not the Men of False Power serving a god of filth deter us from our Glory.

I pray now for our awakening to Our Divine Nature

Stand we now, at the Crossroads truly.
O thou Brigid
Would that you might bless us in this our hour of birth.
Would that you might bless the new Creation.