My gourd drum done with wood burning tool and paint pen
My gourd drum done with wood burning tool and paint pen
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
Fetaim lasrach soillse
Thoir cuireadh sinne
ris a’ bheatha
Brighid, Sublime Woman
Long may you burn bright!
You give us the invitation
to life everlasting
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These are the Scots Gaelic words for Ewe or female sheep. None of these will combine with bolg to form the word Imbolq. So yet again Imbolc does not mean “In the belly” , It does not mean ewe’s milk. See my last rant: https://elfkat.wordpress.com/2012/02/02/imbolc-does-not-mean-in-the-belly/
You are much better referring to it by its correct name La’ Fheill Bride’ or Latha Fheil Bride’ depending on whether it’s Scots or Irish or An Fhéill-Brìde. Or better yet call it “Candlemas if you aren’t either.
Notice I have included all the Gaelic for milk at the bottom. Sheep’s milk is bainne chaorach, sheep’s milk because as far as I know the wether’s or male sheep do not give milk.If you know something different on that please contact Ripley’s Believe it or not.
Per Dwelly’s Scottish Gaelic Dictionary – Here is the online link if you don’t want to buy the doorstop version of the dictionary: http://www.cairnwater.co.uk/gaelicdictionary/index.aspx?Language=en
|muilichdeann||neighbourhood of L.Eweformuinichill.|
|ath-dhìonag||(CR) sfShear ewe, maiden ewe, twinter.|
|ribhinn-chrò||(AF) sfBarren ewe.|
|oladh||(AK) s.Sucking ewe.|
|fiar-óthaisg||sfYear old ewe.|
|sgrog||(AF) sfOld cow or ewe. 2†† Shrivelled person.|
|crogais||-e, -ean, sfBarren winter ewe, three shear ewe — Lewis.|
|óthaisg||-e, -ean, sfSheep, one year old ewe, dry ewe, ewe teg. 2** in derision,Bashful person, simpleton. 3* Soft, lubberly person.|
|deat||-a, pl.deathaid, sm & fUnshorn year old ewe orwether. Cosmhail ri deat, like an unfleeced year old sheep.|
|crog||-a, pl.-achan & -aichean, sfAged or effete ewe, sheep past bearing. 2 Three winter ewe. 3 Draft ewe, draft gimmer.|
|ciora||-an, [pl. ciorachan — Lewis]sfPet lamb. 2 Sheep that feeds with cows. 3 Cud chewer. 4 Ewe-teg.|
|plumach||(DU) a.Black and deep. Lochan Plumach MhicLeòid — the name of a small deep lake on the south side of Loch Ewe.|
|sgrogag||-aig, -an, sfAnything shrivelled and contemptible. 2 Little old woman. 3 Useless old timber. 4 Stunted growing timber. 5** Oath. 6(AF) Old cow or ewe. 7†† Little horn. 8(CR) Crumpled horn — W.of Ross-shire.9(CR) Mythical aquatic animal — Skye.10(DU) Drinking-horn. Làn na sgrogaig, a hornful (of liquor);béist na sgrogaig, the unicorn in armorial bearings.|
|ceò||gen ceò & ceòtha, pl.ceòtha, smMist, vapour, fog. 2* Amazement. 3** rarelyMilk. 4(DU), Smoke of a fire, the word always heard round LochEwe. Ceò an teas dhen chuan, heat-mist from the sea; ceò an fhuachd dhen bheinn, cold-mist from the hill.Ceò is feminine in Harris etc.Chaidh e ‘na cheò, he got quite amazed; Gall ‘na cheò,Gallamazed (lit.in his mist); ceò teas,vapour, steam;an ceò a dh’fhàgas an seann solas, ‘s e sneachd no gaoth a sgapas e, the mist left by the old moon will be cleared away by wind or snow;sléibhtean ceò air an lear, mountains of mist on the sea.|
|bainne||sm Milk, milky juice. †2 see boinne. Bó-bhainne, a milch-cow; crodh-bhainne, milch-cattle; càmhail-bhainne, milch-camels.
bainne asal, asses’ milk.
bainne blàth, warm or fresh milk.
bainne binntichte, curdled milk.
bainne briste, curdled milk.
bainne buaile, fold-milk.
bainne buidhe, milk yielded by a cow during first two days after calving.
bainne chapall, mare’s milk, kumiss.
bainne cnàmha, fermentation of fresh and buttermilk, frothed with the loinid or frothing–stick.
bainne chaorach, sheep’s milk.
bainne gamhnich, milk of a farrow cow (one with a year-old calf and still being milked). See also below.
bainne ghobhar, goat’s milk.
bainne goirt, sour milk 2 Buttermilk — Argyll etc (better blàthaich).
bainne lom, skimmed milk.
bainne maistridh, whipped cream or milk, frothed with the loinid.
bainne milis, sweet milk.
bainne muidhe, ** buttermilk.
bainne na cìche, milk of the breast.
bainne na cìpe, the milky juice of the mountain herb.
bainne nòis, beastings.
bainne reamhar, ‡‡ sheep’s milk boiled and curdled 2(AF) Unskimmed, literally “fat milk”.
bainne tàig, (for boinne tàig) raindrop.
bainne ùr, fresh milk.
The time has come to focus your power and let it flow through you. Many dreams or desires related to the creative emotional process are ready to be applied in your day-to-day life and you must now give vent to those hidden or suppressed desires. This may also relate to healing, sexual relationships or partnerships.
Now the manifestation of inner spiritual or esoteric insights into your practical and physical daily life will bring profound rewards and results. It is a sign of maturity.
The Seer may also relate to creative impulses related to art, skills and crafts, and the joy of bringing pleasure and teaching to others.
The Seer acts upon her visions, she is not a passive day dreamer. She can be prophetic, aware of much that others miss. (The mediator between The Seer and the community is The Shaman).
From here I can see all across the fields to the Roman Legions. They stand there stiffly in their orderly squares.
I lie in her arms wrapped in her cloak of so many different colours. Her long red hair floats in the wind as she waits. I’m surrounded by the roars of the tribes.
She breathes deeply and looks around. These are her people. She is doing this for them and for my Goddess, Andraste.
She is well named for Boudicca means Victory and we will win today. We may not win every day but today we will. My goddess has decreed it. And still she stands waiting for the sun to be favourable to us and then she will let me go.
She will watch how I run for left is victory and right is loss. I will run left. I will run as fast as I can across the fields and into the arms of my goddess for I see her waiting for me. I know where to run because I watch for her to keep me safe.
Boudicca leans down and I’m off! Running as hard as I can, my sides heaving as I breathe. The Iceni and their comrades have become quiet watching me go.
I’m almost to Andraste when their spears start to fly. The noise roars higher and Boudicca’s people run at the Romans who are trembling in the turtle of their shields.
And it is done. I’m safe in Andraste’s arms. Safe to run again another day.
From last Lath Fheill Bride
I’ve been reading a lot of pagan blogs this week and there are too damn many of them that refer to Brighid, Brigit, Bride or Brigde as a maiden, mother or crone goddess. It just isn’t true. In ancient writings from oral traditions she is usually referred to as the Great Mother or the midwife. And in the writings of her as St Brigit she is never ever referred to that way either. Not even the Women’s Book of Myths and Secrets (otherwise known in our coven as the “Doorstop”) which has a good share of the Celtic stuff wrong refers to her as Maiden, Mother or Crone. This is a fiction that some well-meaning person but illiterate of the culture.
You would think if the Church was going to consume her and make her one of their own she would have retained that aspect if she ever had it.
The Maiden, Mother, Crone thing is an addition that comes from the Women’s Spirituality movement and is a misunderstanding of how Celtic minds worked. The power of three is what they were more concerned with and it’s always three functions not three ages of women. The Morrigan is not Maiden, Mother or Crone either nor are the Tres Matres. They are always shown as 3 fully grown women of around the same age. They may look different such as blond, redhead and a black haired women but not different ages.
The original genealogy of Brighid doesn’t mention that she has three ages of women, another source that should have shown three ages if it existed. It’s just not there. Bride in the Carmina Gaedelica is referred to as “presiding over fire, over art. over all beauty, fo cheabar agus fo chuan (beneath the sky and beneath the sea). No mention of maiden, mother or crone.
Somehow the three wyrd sisters mythology of Scandinavian and Teutonic mythology and the mythology of the Greek and Roman Fates got rolled into the story of Brighid and historically it DID NOT EXIST.
Brighid is the goddess of inspiration and poetry. Brighid is the goddess of Smithcraft and artifice. Brighid is the goddess of the wells and healing. Brighid is the goddess of the enduring and eternal flame. She was the goddess who protected their wealth of sheep and cattle. Brighid was a lot of things to the people but Brighid is not and was not a maiden, mother or crone goddess!
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