Archive | November 2012

Yule cookie – Sand Tarts

Sand Tarts

1 lb cane sugar
¾ lb butter
3 eggs
1 lb flour

Cream butter; add sugar, and eggs one at a time
Beating to mix
Add flour and mix well
Place in refrigerator until cold (covered) or overnight if necessary
Take out a handful and roll to 1/8 inch thin
Cut into shapes
Place on lightly greased or foiled cookie sheet


Beat one whole egg slightly (sometimes 2 are needed)
Make a mixture of sugar and cinnamon (or you could use the leftover from the Ginger Krinkles)
Brush each cookie with egg
Sprinkle on the sugar mix
Top with finely chopped nuts (walnuts)
Bake at 375 degrees until done 8-10 minutes
Remove from sheet to cool

One of my family’s recipe says 350 other 375 degree. Probably because it predates calibrated ovens. These are really good


Brighid – I light my flame for Laura

Brighid, I light your flame for those who are in pain

Those who are in surgery

Those who need healing.

Brighid, I light your flame for those who need you to walk with them in the dark

Those who walk a path only they can walk

Those who need company on their journey.

Brighid, I light your flame for those who worry about the ones walking alone

For those who want to help and cannot because it isn’t their burden

Those who love and hurt for the ones who are ill.

Brighid, I light your flame for healing

For life

For love.

Brighid, I light your flame.

For the Heiromum as she goes into surgery this am

Every day and every night that I say the geneology of Brighid
I shall not be killed
I shall not be harmed
I shall not be put into a cell
I shall not be wounded

No fire, no sun, no moon shall burn me
No lake, no water, no sea shall drown me.

For I am the child of Poetry,
Poetry, child of Reflection,
Reflection, child of Meditation,
Meditation, child of Lore,
Lore, child of Research,
Research, child of Great Knowledge,
Great Knowledge, child of Intelligence,
Intelligence, child of Comprehension,
Comprehension, child of Wisdom,
Wisdom, child of Brighid.
Carmina Gaedelica edited by Lunea Weatherstone

May my words be as considered as poetry,
May I reflect on all I do or say,
May I meditate on those things important spiritually
May I seek to know more of the lore
May I research what I am curious about and what will enable me to grow
May I seek to know great knowledge,
May I acknowledge the intelligence of others
May I comprehend what I seek to learn and apply those lessons
May I know that seeking wisdom is not the same as being wise.
May I be a child of Brighid.

SelfBlessing is by me

Brighid, bean-oirdheirc
Lasrach grad
Fetaim lasrach soillse
Thoir cuireadh sinne
ris a’ bheatha

Brighid, Sublime Woman
Quick flame
Long may you burn bright!
You give us the invitation
to life everlasting

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