The air feels cold yet it will grow warm,
The air feels cold yet it will grow warm,
Warming in the belly of maid and ewe alike.
The earth seems quiet yet she’s stirring,
The earth seems quiet yet she’s stirring,
Stirring in the hearts of all her children.
The days appear dark yet they have brightened,
The days appear dark yet they have brightened,
Brightened in the mind by Brighid’s blessed flame.
Posted by moderator on Sunday, September 28, 2008 @ 09:52:34 EDT(8373 reads)
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From my hearth, to this hearth,
I carry the flame From this hearth, to your hearth, the flame is the same It's
the central fire, connecting us all In my heart, and your heart, we tend to the
flame of the hearth.
Background: This is a song that I sing at every high
day ritual. I carry a hearth candle from home to light the ritual fire. Participants have an
opportunity to take a candle home that was lit from the hearthfire.
Posted by admin on Saturday, January 19, 2008 @ 14:19:09 EST(8437 reads)
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