Offerings to Brighid can be a bit hairy traditionally because the tradition offering at a well was a clootie or piece of cloth with a plea for healing or help and it’s hairy because is the plea to the well or is it to Brighid? That being said when some wells or water sites sacred to Brighid are filled with coins and jewelry and other things that past supplicants have tossed in asking for help.
I suppose the corn dolly left out at La Fheile Brighde is a sort of offering also as well as making Brighid’s crosses. It was traditional to leave an oat cake or bannock, a small sheaf of oats, porridge, a cup of milk and or honey which also happen to be offerings left for the fae. And cloth was left out in the hopes that Brighid would touch it on her way by.
But really, the offerings to the goddess, Brighid are the many poems and songs that have been offered about her both in the past as recorded in the Carmina Gadelica by Alexander Carmichael and those being written today. For what better offering is there than the fruit of our heads and our hearts and hands? Everything I smith, everything I write, everything I sing can and often is an offering to the Goddess. She really has never asked for more.
Brighid watch over us
May your flame light our way
Through the night
Through the storms
Through our tears
May your waters sooth and heal
Heal our hearts,
Heal our bodies,
Heal our minds.
May your forge make us strong
Strong enough to fight what needs to be fought
Strong enough to accept what can’t be changed
Strong enough to stand under the burdens we accept
Brighid, we burn your flame
We drink from your well
We are strong when we are weak because we have your blessing
We drink from your well to be healed
We walk in the mist following your footsteps.
We carry your flame with us and give to all who need it.
Brighid, we are your flames in the world.