Bridhid's Day
By WinterSky

Tis the eve of Candlemas,
Deep and dark is the night.
Now is the time
To call for more light.

Let's begin with candles a-glow.
Calling the Sun, to come melt the snow.

May each new day forward
Bring forth love and light
As days will grow longer
And shorter by night.

Tis time now, to reflect, on what to reject.
Time to clean out the closets, the corners and debts.
Time to get rid of the un-needed things,
And to do it all without regrets.

Ready the seeding, start planting a-new:
Good health, wealth and happiness,
And of course all friendships too!

Now sleep well this eve, all comfy and warm.
Wake in the morning, stretch out and yawn.
Greet the new morning, with blessings at dawn.

May your dreams and your wishes,
Come quickly your way.
As you give brightest blessings to Brighid,
On this special day!

Copyright 2/2/2000
WinterSky

 

The Calling Blessings
By WinterSky

I call forth the Goddess
I ask her presence here
To gently bring her energy
To keep this home clear
To rid all fear
Make this home safe and happy
Throughout this New Year!

I call forth the God
I ask his presence here
To gather all strength
To keep this home clear
To banish all weakness
And make strong all within
Keeping this home protected
From all evil and sin!

May the God and the Goddess
Bring forth Love and Light
To protect this home and family
Each day and each night!

So Mote It Be!

Copyright 10/31/1999
WinterSky

 

The Crone
By WinterSky

Thy time has come, thy Crone appears.
A title earned, by the coming years.

Three times thirteen comes thirty-nine,
You've now arrived at Croneing time!

Wisdom and knowledge, experience learned,
Can now be shared as the Wheel has turned.

From student to teacher,
From Maiden, Mother to Crone.
Thou does reep what thou has sown.

The time has come, as the setting Sun,
To rest up now --- for the works not done.

For now you must --- more --- journey still,
To teach and guide those who Will...

Seek out the path you have followed long,
As they're beckened by the Goddess' song.

Share your wisdom as they seek
If they do not ask --- then do not speak!

For on this path, as you well know,
We only reap what we do sow!

Blessed Be to all the Crones,
And to all the Crones to come,
So Mote It Be!

Copyright 2/3/2000
WinterSky